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

30 July 2015

30.07.15
let me play you like
a telecaster
no blues riffs
today 
yes 
I know they’re there
today
I am picking and strumming
Rock riffs, and jazz  riffs
and
Something 
a
Little 
romantic

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