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

16 July 2015

16.07.15
you hit me like
China White
A new ritual
I want more of 
Of  you
Than a syringe 
Can hold
Let me 
Hold you
I
Already tied off 
When we 
Kiss
I am injecting you straight into my 
Soul
I will hold  you through my
nod

A Kiss
It’s a given, that you party for a living. A raspy voice says come here and go away at the same time.  Long blonde hair, and a gravity defying cleavage, a cafĂ© au lait   tan. Long strong legs that must be he stairway to heaven An accent that speaks of mother Russia, and the bad girl” in a Bond film.
You have my attention smoky bedroom eyes. You’re someone different every time I see you.  I watch morph before my eyes. I will never get a glimpse of you.
You my friend, no?  She asks in her whiskey and honey voice. Hitting me with   those eyes, and pouty lips
“ I think so, am I?” I ask
“You come, with me leave, talk.”  She says kissing me.
“You are my friend, I would rather die, than kiss without love, “ She says. Opening doors that I will never be able to close. I step into the abyss holding her and, and smiling. Knowing it will end in disaster

14 July 2015

14.07.15
pull your hair
want to
see your 
eyes
I want to go beyond 
your lips
your hips
put away everything
I want to know
you

13 July 2015

13.07.15
Jill Patron Saint of OD’s and 
Runaways 
Heavier than heaven
Lighter than air
still carry you
the first shade
lost innocence
first love death
widower at 
16
forever one
forever separated
occasionally   
I am you 
Waiting for the man 
Going through the ritual 
Until I am closer, to you


09 July 2015

09.07.15
we talk
just
 the   two of us
all the time
then today
the
whisper
turns
to
a scream

08 July 2015

08.07.15
Wary of me
like a skittish colt
smart girl
take my hand
come with
me
I can show the next room
We won’t stay
I know
You
Already
You can’t hide
beat

02 July 2015

02.07.15
You know 
I am 
nearly  human
So 
tonight
while
you’re making 
excuses
she’s
making love 
to me
while 
you’re
not talking
she’s screaming 
my name
while 
you’re sleeping
she’s becoming
my world


30 June 2015

30.06.15
a life without passion
without kindness
without affection
to die slowly
of a 
million  tiny cut’s 
there’s really nothing 
left to say

29 June 2015

29.06.15 later in the snow
The promise
of snow
there are 
Gods who are neither
Kind
Nor
just
a losing  battle
brings 
transformation
red screams of birth
purple  passions
evergreen’s  never lose faith
for pain 
there is the promise
of snow

29.06.15
Sunday
Aphrodite
tires of me
Monday
Cerberus awakes me
messages
await
from
The Naughty Nurses
Of 
The Apocalypse
The nurses 
I have known so many 
lives
Injecting heaven into my neck 
Demonic Vampyre
feeding on them 
drinking in 
beauty, sex, and trouble
then 
leaving them at Styx underground station
with 
no 
carfare
they love me still
messages
Of 
chaos and love
I am chuffed

25 June 2015

25.06.15 later 
Awaking in your flat
your head 
on 
me chest
on the night stand 
a jar of 
black sand
one day 
we will  leave these  concrete
canyons
these gloomy 
skies
and 
go
you say 
make love
at sunrise
and sunset
all day and night
betwixt
and 
for those
few moments
while
you speak
we exist

25.06.15
did you just walk 
into this
Movie
No?
Why  surprised?
You wounded
No warning
I went were I  always
Go
She 
Healed
Me
Now
I  have
Full Vampyric strength
You made so  it so easy
Lay
Play
pray
no
You can’t stay any more


24 June 2015

24.06.15
Undress 
from that sundress
the power
of
white panties
honey on my
fingers
lips
Honey
that is who you are
it’s what you
are
It’s 
Who 
you are
It’s
The colour 
of
your hair
your skin
A honey coloured
heaven on a 
summer’s  day

23 June 2015

Meth Jesus later
It’s not easy when you party 
For a living
It’s on your lips
as you wrap around
me
long legs bring together
death and living 
Are you paying a karmic debt?
What your taking can kill you
But Meth Jesus
says 
we’re all
forgiven
Blame it all on y demonic curse
blame it on the universe
but even underground
Where nothing sacred, and there’s no hallowed ground 
Feel the fever, chills
the kick is coming
the pains is coming
have faith 
Meth Jesus is coming

22 June 2015

Meth Jesus 
Clean 
Immaculate
Oxy disciples
Salvation 
And mountain dew
Street cathedral 
Holy tweaking
Mary Magdalene on the corner 
Roman soldiers in their cruisers
Prophecy 
Well known on these streets
As it was told
So it has come to be
Meth Jesus 
Crucified by 
Bikers 
Roman soldiers wash their hands of it 

22.06.15-later
If I were a pirate 
I would kidnap
You 
Take you far away from 
Managed health care
And
Ones, and 
Zeros
I would drink like 
Champagne
And
Take away your digital 
Habits
I would caress 
your skin
and
Soul
and try
And kiss your heart
Hold
You until it was quiet enough 
to hear you
If I were a pirate
I would kidnap
You!

22.06.15
evening in the city of the dead
I can keep a secret
Is the heat between 
you
and
me
Actually a secret?
I taste 
your lips
Yu place my hand on your breast
no
not here
you tell 
me
neighbours
with cameras for eyes
little  minds
big mouths 
in this “upscale “ 
manor
I have a secret
I will 
Tell you
I am not
Good at 
Love but 
I know
that 
you want 
me

19 June 2015

19.06.15
I lied
don’t fly into 
the light
Stay
let your eyes grow accustomed 
to the 
dark
play wit
me
lay with 
me 
stay with 
me 

18 June 2015

18.06.15-later
did I come too 
close
you came 
to me
remember?
I get it
My services are no longer needed
It’s cool
Come again





18.06.15
The  chaos and darkness of my world
has crossed over to yours
And upset
the
order of your soul
and
I know 
you  saw here me 
spread your  wings and fly out of here
Angel, before your eyes get used to
The
Darkness
I know love that you wouldn’t like it here
I lost track  
of time
and now I have been
here half my life
leave 
my world
fly back to yours
I will 
Be here
Next time 
You come down