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

29 February 2016

29.02.16 desire
can you 
hear me
above the roar
of 
desire
pink spider
sting
heroin, cyanide
weak distillations
not
immune
gets me high too
pink venom
addicting
sweet
coming
down
kicking
a serious 
motherfuck
day’s of rolling pain
trying to score one last 
hit
screaming
desire


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