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

26 July 2021

 


Beat-25.07.21

don’t need you

desire you

The fire calls

reluctant flesh

Spurns

Beat: eat, in music, the basic rhythmic unit of a measure, or bar 2)The Beats: gave conformity the literary middle finger 3) a vibration betwixt 2 people, that makes or breaks  3) tired

-Beat

Word on the street

Your fire gone out

By now

I should

Sussed you out

So many things

We should

Worked out

All the paths from of you are winding

The light house is blinding

2 wounded people

just a few drops of dream left

Beat

All I have

All we have

2a few drops  of dreams

raw

Desire


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