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

24 August 2015

25.08.15
Angel I’ll hold
Close your eyes
Flashing with anger
And
Disappointment 
Lay your head 
Across my chest 
I’ll wrestle 
Nightmares
fight
Fears
Combat
Anxiety
Carry that weight for you
Rest 
 Sweet Angel 
I will be 
your dark
guardian tonight


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