Ongoing sporadic journal of the overeducated, and underemployed. The title derived from Coupland’s description of cubicle land; the corporate ghetto. Random photos and thoughts. Left the ghetto, never happier. This still a work in progress

07 January 2015

Secret Agent Man-07.03.15
I kept your secrets, and then I keep them now
I loved you, and then I love you now
No, he doesn’t need to know
Not about where you danced, that you danced
Your girlfriend, our girlfriend
I see you
I taste your kiss
Her kiss 
Vodka and gauloises
I hear loud angry music
And I nod and keep walking
A stranger pretending
Your secrets
Safe

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