La llorna called me
she had a weak moment
I answered
her soft boozy voice
a pavlovian response
I bloody know better
Pulling off a scab
to make her feel better
It always ends
In
shambles
and
me drinking
her away
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
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
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