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

08 November 2017

Valkyrie -8.11.17
she call me
schatze
call me
älskling
calling back to
icy lands
valkryrie
riding  
eyes flashing
coming fast
Valkyrie
laying
siege to
me
heart

06 November 2017

06.11.17- cages
men stared and made offerings  of drinks
a few  approached and wilted in her
gaze
she had
something
wild about her
men
hoped to cage her and display
her
a
sexy trophy
an exotic bird
a jaguar
they coveted
her beauty
I matched her gaze
fell into her pale  eyes
connecting
her  red lips accepting her
embrace
red claws
across my back
growls  howling
better
free
cages
weak

04 November 2017

04.11.17-flashes
ahead of night
a flash  of light
the other side
it’s
 so clear
so near
Angel 
spike shoes
never had 
blues
laying in bed
reciting
Lord Byron
lightening
and
adoration
flashing

02 November 2017

Femme Fatale- .02.11.17
Hausfrau
Frantically  out-of-place
then
Lady in red
gangster Papi
looking over her shoulder
now
Lawyer
logical evolution
each time
Femme Fatale
each time

01 November 2017

Saint Jill
All these years
I have carried you
today I
became you 
loving 
no one
nothing 
just death 
you remember 
her our 
favourite lover
caressing 
kissing
us
whilst 
we were high
knowing
we’d
flee 
to her 
when we came
down
crashing .02.11.17
I fell to earth
expelled
Angel
screamed
salacious
promises’
signalled her love
from a roof
50 floors high
I was
Coming down
crashing  hard
before 
the pavement
Angel snatched  
me away 
a kiss
and a spliff
not crashing 
flying