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

30 December 2016

30.12.16-honestly
You don’t love
me
you  need
me
honestly
30.12.16- no 
promises 
NO
talk
NO
I love you
whilst you walk away
NO
looking back
I departed
NO 
regrets
too late to repent 
NO
promises
no conversation  needed
NO
other way for this to end


29 December 2016

28.12.16-flesh
she
every
dark fantasy
every
obsession
every
dream
every
hope
every
desire
every
truth
every 
fear
every juxtaposition
every 
contradiction
making
every 
impossible  
thing
every
mythical 
thing
flesh
made
flesh
sexy
gorgeous
licentious
mad
addictive
flesh

29.12.16-dance
demon
existing 
betwixt worlds
neither
fully   dead
nor
fully alive
watching 
Angel  dances in flames
flames of regret
flames of misery
Angel is benediction
Angel is addicted to he
Angel is connecting to me
until he calls
 strange music pulls
me to the  flames
essence of Angel
soul
sins 
desires
hitting me
like 
 good skag and coke
until Angel 
hears  he
runs to he  carrying charred pieces of her
heart
soul
I flee
underground
this 
our dance



27 December 2016

27.12.16-exile
smoking too many 
cigarettes
drinking too much 
gin
sacraments into  my 
veins
damaged
strange games
with
women of the Isle
damaged
familiar 
rituals
fixations
habits
damaged
loose
exile

26 December 2016

26.12.16-close
close
slowly
suddenly
exposed
defences
down
fascination
high
terrified
you
run
we
came
so very
very
close

24 December 2016

23.12.16-mistake
still your 
favourite 
mistake
passion
love
fidelity 
raw lust
tenderness
we’re
a bloody
chef-d'oeuvre
not
mistake

23 December 2016

Insatiable

Insatiable
        “You kept me up all night!” she accuses.  Wild ash blonde hair a T and panties pouting pouring coffee. I admire her lithe figure long strong legs.

    “I was up early there are the flowers on the table. Cabal and I went for a run, then picked a few things up.” I answer. I sit at the table, and she brings 2 cups of coffee, Cabal wags at the mention of his name. And comes over to lie by me.
    “So you came home last night? You didn’t just jump in the shower wash her lip-gloss off your cock and change your clothes take Cabal around the block she says sarcastically. I click on Daft Punk walk over to her she’s absent-minded washing the same cup over and over.  I embrace her nibbling her neck undressing her find her mouth, as I fondle her nipple rings. On the floor, we fall sending Cabal looking for space. She’s got to be tired but I am not. She stands over me sliding out panties and tossing the T off saying I can’t be expected to reach my potential if I have to wear clothes. “
    “Insatiable slut” I growl
“Why you love me! Why you always come back to me!” she screams moans mounting me

22 December 2016

22.12.16-connexion
Watching 
me
Touching 
her
touching me 
Angry
Hurt
aroused
by
her
by
me
by
us
we’re waiting
join  us
complete 
the
connexion

21.12.16-owed
Your cruelty awoke me
Angel’s cries reached
Deep underground
awaking livid
Can you feel  me
Coming up behind you
Mad
Cold
Calculating
last seconds
of your 
wretched existence
Mercy
No
I'm owed
I am here
to
COLLECT

20 December 2016

20.12.16-awake  dreaming
to voice I haven't heard for years
our flat
smelling
smoke
sex
dreams
her 
guy
my
love
remembering
dreams
stars
all so close 
I awake to my
dreams

18 December 2016

18.12.16-insomiac
I becoming insomniac 
she cries
demon comes in dream
demon  is 
in her
dreams
head
emerges 
at night
to feed
Vampyric thirst
she
fears
craves
sleep
memory
demon
a rumour
awake 
lest
dreams come
insomniac



17 December 2016

16.12.16-inside 
I was inside 
you
so
why  couldn’t I see that 
venom
lurking
inside

15 December 2016

15.12.16-child
me gaze drifts 
as that hot child
undulates 
you leave 
won’t  talk to me
won’t touch me
because
I  am like this
turn up the stereo 
miles away
hear her  Technicolor
screams 
see
her
writhe
curse 
me
I ‘m 
in 
hot child
she’s

in your
mind

13 December 2016

wWash Away the skank
“At least wash the skank away before you get in bed” She accuses.
“I played at Gildersleeves” I answer. I stripped in the hall my jacket and boots soaked melting snow. I walk into the shower letting the jets coat me in warmth. I hear her, “There’s a bird in every pub when you’re trying to come ‘ome right mate” she mocks my accent. outside the shower curtain, I wait to watch in the fogged mirror. “Everybody knows’ how do you think I feel?” at that moment she turns her back
. I throw the shower curtain left her and bring her in the shower she protest’s  “ She’s  dressed  for bed so  I strip   off her T and panties, now we’re both starkers’ no secrets nothing to hide, “I fucking don’t care what everybody KNOWS, this what MATTERS HEAT, PASSION, LOVE. I come here because it’s HOME you’re ME  HOME
    “ I’ll wash away that SKANK she says wrapping her legs around me pulling me her pumping hips against me roughly. Screaming You forget them!” as we slide down into the huge tub kissing under the warm rain of the shower. The warm rain cleans off her angry and hurts as she moans, then screams. I get out kissing her shutting the tap. I grab a towel wrap her in it, and carry her to bed she looks tired, soft I kiss her and slide in next to her. She starts to say something I kiss her she closes her eyes and drifts to sleep the skank is gone.

11 December 2016

10.12.16-how long
how long 
do I have to 
hunt
how long is 
this mission
before
completion
how long 
will I taste you
before 
me thirst is quenched
how long is your 
scent in the air
before 
its in me sheets
HOW LONG
MUSE
HOW LONG

08 December 2016

07.12.16-blue
Blue Bunny
beckoning
I am just having
fun
meet me 
in the
back 
blaze it
need  smoke
Blue Bunny
will 
exclaim 
that 
I can’t
that
her touch
makes 
me almost
alive
that 
she  makes this
bearable
that
I need her
more
than
want her

07 December 2016

07.12.16-memory
lost
in 
memory
no
lost 
my 
memory
when 
I met you
nothing 
before you
nothing 
after you
no memory

07.12.16-flee
she
will never know
that 
pain
I will
Take it
It’s
nothing
How can 
 she Know
learned not to
feel
can’t 
explain
I only 
give 
her safe pieces
of me or
she will
flee 


06 December 2016

6.12.16-voices
If
The
Dead
hear
voices
Of
living
chaos
joy
pain
of
being
corporeal
I
hear
voices
of
the dead
ECHOING
in my mind
ECHOING
in my soul
voices
beautiful
grotesque
free
voices


05 December 2016

05.12.16- valise
talk about him
long for him
tell me you’re
loyal
devoted 
shy
your hand in my pocket
you’re not like this
I am special
I’ll take a pass
I’ll finish my drink
There’s 
a
fit bird
Without a valise 
In each hand 


04 December 2016

04.12.16-Maid of Orleans later
corner of bed
soon
men  in high places 
will judge 
her
men  in high places 
will burn 
her
in this
she 
is
every woman
now she is 
Joanie
now
she is
Happy
Now
she is 
free

03 December 2016

03.12.16-falling

Angel

Jumped

from

unfaithful God

gossiping gorgons

Sniping imps

vampyric demon

Caught her
held her
setting halo aflame
Angel 
falling 
from
grace
from 
ages
falling

02 December 2016

 02.12.16-Raves
topless woman reading "Scream" 
 in 
bondage gear
stereo M C's
the 
E  hits
our souls
MET
before 
our  eyes
MET
urgent
desperate 
coupling
screaming
growling
amidst 
glow stick’s
soggy cigs
05:15
to 
Soho



01.12.16 –ecstasy
come
underground
your
demonic lover
your passport
protection
don’t be afraid
there’s more ecstasy
in hell
than you’ve been
told
there’s more ecstasy
in hell
than you’ve
known
there’s more ecstasy
in hell