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

17 June 2015

17.06.15-beauty

All beauty
is pain
Beauty
only comes
from pain
Beauty
always causes
Causes pain
Love 
can’t  
you
see
Beauty is pain
pain is beauty

Happy Injections
if  I 
Could 
would 
inject you
straight into
My soul
look 
into your 
Eyes
I realise
you
recognise  this 
darkness
I
would inject you
And this dark journey 
is not 
lonely

16 June 2015

16.06.15
I wipe 
The fog
off the mirror
I see
you staring
Back
brown eyes so blue
a sweet sadness
contrasting
an easy smile
I can see you inside me, 
and 
me inside you

13 June 2015

13.06.15
I remember everything
I remember nothing
I know 
Who
lived
I know
Who 
died
I know
My shots were clean
I know
my  shots were final 
I know 
The smell of gunpowder 
Hanging  in the air
I know 
The taste of blood 
I know
Death 
doesn’t 
love me 

12 June 2015

12.06.15
a bottle of wine
and this beach such a luxury
 I know what tomorrow brings 
An airplane taking me far far away
tonight?
that was a long 
time ago, in that Teutonic capital
I was always 
Cold 
Except in our flat
that  newly discovered country
a nation of two
now here it feels not so far 
the others?
so much noise
all we have is now
I love
now



11 June 2015

11.06.15
of course
I see you
I have
Been underground for years
I  felt
you here
Before
I saw
you here
take my hand
you already know me

10 June 2015

10.06.15

She’s a real gone girl
In 
her own world
she 
talks to angels
not  
to
Demons
she’s
gone
gone 
talking  to angels
in her world
no demon’s there

08 June 2015

07.06.15

so you 
have 
grey eyes
so you
have’
blues
your names’
Labda
So your names 
Lillya
So I
Know how 
You 
Make me feel
So I don’t what you’re saying 
So just smile


06 June 2015

06.06.15
I wake up
I am not at peace
in
 my heart 
I am a poet
in 
my heart
I have no guilt
in 
my heart
I have no regret
in
my heart
I seek
To take your pleasure
I want 
your skin
in
my heart
I hunger for 
your soul


04 June 2015

02.06.15
I kissed
And 
Held you
But 
I didn’t 
Know how it would change 
Me
Part of me
Will
Always be with 
you

02 June 2015

01.06.15
how 
is 
this fair?
You 
Kiss
Me
First
With
Passion 
Then
With
Hunger
Then
Tenderly
With
Affection
How is that 
Fair?
Who 
Does 
That?

31 May 2015

31.05.15
How do you 
awake to 
your new 
lover ?
me 
the irascible
lover
who snogged you 
in middle of the pub 
caressing you in the street
held you close 
and looked
in your eyes 
as friends changed to lovers


28 May 2015

By now
I should 
Know
Your words, that 
I find
Are pretty
And 
I am 
Not
By now
I should know
you 
run 
towards me
then
run 
even faster away
By now
I should know
I end up here
half a glass of gin 
And a punch to the face
The person they warned you of
By now
I should know

I happen along
three muses in the wood 
three beauties
Three women laughing
the image 
stays with me
long after
I can 
determine
if I dreamt
it

27 May 2015

27.05.15
  
I kiss you

Tasting 

You


Realise

I am

Starving 

25 May 2015

Pollocks Girl
She hits me like a new 
very strong 
Drug
Instead of vein
Consciousness 
Instead of blood
Soul
Pollock's Girl
Washed over
Me again

25.05.15
dreams 
how can it be
I see  your
Dreams
If 
This is a dream 
Don’t wake me
I want to swim in  your dreams 
and 
pull  you into
my dream

22 May 2015

22.05.15 later
If an Angel 
Spoke 
Could
a demon 
hear?
If an Angel 
Came 
To the underground
Would
The 
Light 
Blind 
Me?
If
a
demon
kisses an angel 
does the  demon 
Immolate ?

22.05.15
Love
Is
The currency of the soul
Yet
The only way to accrue it
Is
To
Give it all
away

21 May 2015

21.05.15
let’s 
wrap around 
each  other
I will hold
You 
Until we are one
Souls feeding on 
each other
each bitten by love