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

07 November 2015

07.11.15 pink box
telling  me your 
pink box 
is the
stuff of quests
men die
men Kill 
for your 
pink box
I sense 
a
 touch of evil
I should run from 
Yet I run 
to it
demons feed 
on it 

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