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

09 January 2019

rusty cage-09.01.18
trapped in a rusty cage
littered
love letters
yellowing
like
fresh black eyes
I pray to Sisyphus
Sisyphus: absurdist messiah 2) condemned eternally to roll a heavy rock up a hill in Hades only to have it roll down again as it reaches the top
you’re just
a story I tell myself
Confucius playing grand assassin's creed
you’re just
a game I can’t win
you’re just proof
nothing matters
You’re  just
a
a rusty cage

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