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

28 June 2024

 Nodding -28.06.24


I was  on my nod


She tosses   Her heels bra devices


Poppies and passion


 Filthy-26.06.24

there's some one like me


in your filthy dreams  desire


filthy dreams come true


24 June 2024

 Tango 24.06.24

this intervention

passion cannot be ignored

dance heartbreak tango


20 June 2024

 


Objects in mirror are closer than they appear-19.06.24

rendezvous is set

My back is to the door (Alberto providing special effects in the form of rain bands

Tweaking

Watching the mirror

Tanqueray comes in succession

Before I see she(object of desire/affection/lust) in the mirror

A soft hand presses on mine red nails touch lightly

Then across my back  I leam in)

stopped a reflex (a collection curated from  several continents)

of a  glass flying over my shoulder 

a kiss

a clench

a let’s get out of here

a quiet( not (much longer)

a redemption

transubstantiation

a Transfiguration

Objects in mirror are closer than they appear



10 June 2024

 Voicemail.com-10.24

chambering a round

I  heard just cut me in half

vision of the void


08 June 2024

 Obliterated-09.06.24

Walking(catwalk strut)  over 

All art is pain

Life is suffering

She speaks 

She slides glasses onto table(single malt rocks round ice cubes)

Still here we are 

Again

Obliterated :: to remove from existence


0bliterated

To rise


 Close .08.06.24

 

when I close my eyes

 

are we still close I don't know

 

 

because I see you

06 June 2024

 Shadow play-06.06.24

Laying here sharing a Gitane (only shoplift the best)

shadow puppets by candle light

Living

in shadows of the city

On

Cigarettes

coffee

Music

Art

And

each other

Shadow puppets : are figures that are placed between a light and a screen.

Shadow puppets  in the night


02 June 2024

 Sound-02.06.24

beautiful  music

it’s not playing so  you say

wow how sad for you


01 June 2024


Empty-01.06.24

That  scar on your inner thigh( north star )

taste of your kiss(bliss)

Bittersweet(you belong to him)

Passion(a pyre)

And

Regret(do you tell him everything? anything?)

walking by so early

the place

we

shared

coffee

smoke(laughing like children)

tenderness(lust and affection)

now

empty

Empty: containing nothing; not filled or occupied