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

20 February 2017

20.02.17-starving
how long
I slept
no matter
I heard her
soft, 
melancholy
smelled her
feral 
wild 
heavenly
saw her
resplendent
dazzling
divine
recognised her 
Angel 
muse
imp
awake
starving
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