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

24 September 2017

23.09.17- tears in the rain
not just
a face 
 in the  crowd
not just
a random  night
not just
a pretty bird 
in the aviary
memory
of you 
Strong
you
were never 
just
lost
to me
like
so many
tears 
wept
in the 
rain
just
someone
I love

23 September 2017

09.17-other
ghosts
earthquakes 
hurricanes
plague of frogs
whiskey 
sex
Ghost
Accuses 
Not same 
Not me
Jealousy screams
Pink spider
dances
Smiling
like
like a field of mannequins
pulls m me in 
Her web
I give myself over to her
letting the venom
Me
taking
me
the
Other  side
far
from 
pain

22 September 2017

22.09.17-coffee
Tying my chuck
leg brushes beard
Sharing
tables
smiles
connexion
HOT
Coffee

20 September 2017

20.09.17- transmutation
other worldly
beauty
alien
surreal
demonic 
fingers 
strong
supple
caressing 
exploring violating
pulling 
underground
a little sacrifice
pleasure
pain
lines 
blur
fantasy
reality
waking
dreams
transmutation

18 September 2017

18.09.17-chuffed
butterfly visiting you
is a spirit 
Jewel knew
spent
time
between worlds
you alight
on me shoulder
regonise you 
stay
you’re
light and beautiful
want you 
evermore
Blissfully
chuffed

17 September 2017

17.09.17-muse
come with me
I’ll make
your flesh
poems
your voice
paintings
MUSE

15 September 2017

07.08.15-star
when I met 
you
ou 
belonged  to no one
and 
everyone
the soul of a  pink spider
 morally Flexible and fluid
you 
kept saying you were tired of feeling crazy
when  you broke 
I threw the pieces across the sky
they  sparkled and became 
thousands’ of stars
I still
Look into the night  sky
and
try
to
hold  you
my star

14 September 2017

14.09.17
torn fishnets
cocktail dress, stilettos
make up flawless
laser gaze
vicodin in her blood 
cocaine in her nose
BEAUTY
costs
BEAUTY
hurts
recognise
in those eyes 
pain
sorrow
that smile
holding 
back
madness
sorrow
scars that revival mine
an assemblage curated over decades
a deeper 
colour
of blue
here  I  go
tangled up in her
fishnets
tangled up
in
fishnets
in
blues
in
 her

12 September 2017

12.09.17-haunted
spectre disappearing
I came too near
awaking
recognising 
status quo
second prize
insult
disappearing
underground
the sacraments
 begin powder into water into blood
holy communion
sanctifying  my soul
freezing 
out
loss
repentance
Consecrating
angel 
to 
demon
no longer 
HAUNTED

07 September 2017

02.09.17 disappear
going down 
underground
deep
angry
at
meself
CARED
just
your 
trick
watch
I
disappear
ashes to ashes
dust to dust
nothingness  to nothing

05 September 2017

02.09.17-Calling
calling
blue bunny
calling
shades
calling 
the unholy Ghost
pink spider
black sea tan
pneumatic chest
Dancing
allegro
Plié
Smile
like 
an ocean of mannequins
calling me 
into
her web
calling 
MORE

04 September 2017

02.09.17-whore
me
blue eyed
whore
that
adore
keeper 
of
delights
keeper
of
light
deeper
in me 
ravaged
heart
whore 
forevermore
love
galore
for
me
whore



01 September 2017

31.08.17
take your hand?
once
I held
you
stopped
your bleeding
from a thousand cuts
calmed 
raging
against yourself
cured cancer 
self your doubt 
sent all the monsters running
you
held
off
walked 
yes
the ecstasy 
always
worth
agony
give me your hand

Beloved
rave on
I
found
light and sound
waves
of
enlightenment
grabbing
filaments
connecting
to me brain
soul
LIGHT
COLOURS
rushing
in
filling
the space
where
beloved
occupied