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
She was Nico? -19.11.21-later
Her canvas was herself
anything/ anyone
So very lonely
Intimidating
too many
siren’s call
I was deep underground
cocktail of cacogenics, coffee, and controlled substances
Lost in a dream (dreams will come)
I heard her a voice like single malt scotch)
This morning
Driving blind
Desperately
Wantonly
No hello
No goodbye
Just NOW
She was Nico?
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
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