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

21 September 2015

21.09.15 monster
you came to me
not because
I am a hero
but
ecause
I am not
because
you needed
A monster
strong and cold,
street fighter
savvy and  blooded
When
I saved you
You
Told me
sweet, sweet lies
each prettier than the last
I think
You
Almost believed
Them
In weak moments
monsters are strong!
I did too
I knew
the rules
even if you did
not
I knew
It always end’s
this way
I just go underground
you
can’t/won’t save me
I am too
FAR
gone

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