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
Eulogy for Jim Carroll & Charles Bukowski-15.11.25
Pink spider slides
Out of her T and cutoffs
her back resplendent
A mermaid tattoo the length of her spine you like Papi?
Took months
Magic is this night
Sainte Sirène
Must love me (sensual saint swimming in this poem)
Angels sing
As foretold
By artists, poets & prophets (literally same thing)
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
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