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

12 November 2024

 Rock-11.11.24

you’re my rock-raspy voice

Seriously?

I feel hollow 

propping  you up 

Is all that keeps me up  

 just empty

But what 

I have is yours

don’t owe us

A thing

you get us stoned

Rock: stone · 2. a piece of crack cocaine  3. )AKA "rock'n 'roll".  · 4.)to be cool.  5)you feel that you can depend on them and that they will always support you. : 

Morphing into rock

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