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

26 September 2015

26.09.15 La llorona
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

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