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

13 November 2017

strange music1-2.11.17
pink spider dancing
strange music
pulls me
in
Switchblade smile
platinum hair
blood  red lips, nails
cobra panties
kisses  burn
we
come together
she washes
over me
like good heroin
venom such
a
high
revealing the mysteries
morning
 strange music echoing

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