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

05 October 2018

  souvenirs—2.10.18 - 04:38-later
it was always going to  ends like this
I‘ll do it every time
Lunatic androids follow
yellowing  love letters   like a fresh black eye
starved for  pink spider venom
throbbing sexual honey
pink spiders –those legs wrapping around  me waist, that beauty like a speedball
jonesing for a  fix
Berserk  lightening
night air
these scars
tombstones
just
souvenirs
 from the downs
 the chase
the score
souvenirs



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