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

06 June 2015

06.06.15
I wake up
I am not at peace
in
 my heart 
I am a poet
in 
my heart
I have no guilt
in 
my heart
I have no regret
in
my heart
I seek
To take your pleasure
I want 
your skin
in
my heart
I hunger for 
your soul


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