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

12 November 2015

12.11.15-ritual
the 
ritual 
the
candle 
the
offering
the
body
and 
the blood
music
incense
invocation’s heaven
come to me sweet sweet
shade
Botticelli smile
You’re so light and beautiful
I can carry
you
no
I need to carry
you
Tie off in me teeth 
Speaking in tongues
the ritual
Is to summon 
You sweet
one


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