diary excerpt

Why smile away, try hard to stay or live a'fake. We stare out and take each other willingly, a life for pain - the tempered fever and love-torn stain.

Carry me far from here, this place, this space, the nightmare'd hell to bring - a cheap sell of thrills to sing my displeasure with strength into the red-glowing light. It's a comfort I hold and mold with fear this night so clear when carried so far from here.

I turn to look and more pleasure touches my lip than hunger could ever show. A beauty lies within a shape to fit the need for which I know.

Hold us close, closer, more and remember best our colour - for children keep birth at heart a death incidental to nature.