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

25 January 2016

25.01.16-dance
underground
always grey 
the colour of my soul
if I had one
join me
share me
poison
I know those vivid blue eyes
Smiling dancing
Making me want to believe
you danced
for me
taking the pain away
just 
Dance
Dance
for joy
Dance 
for love
it’s your
magic
DANCE

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