vealpen Z

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

27 December 2015

26.12.15 –darkness
you ran towards 
me
because
not in spite
 of 
me darkness
you recogonised it familiar
Perelesnyk?
Didko, Antypko, Antsybolot, Aridnyk?
to your
Vodyanoyor Vodnik
You awakened
me
 don’t ask 
me
how you ended up
in darkness
you’re
slaked
in
my darkness


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