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

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


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