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 November 2025

Melancholy lover-25.10.25


Humiliation in darkness and seclusion you stagger home into your bedroom

Practised smile

Hides

As

Much as it

Reveals

Join the prophet of absurdity

Your own personal demon

The C Suite is a prison

I’ll guide through this hell

Smells

of

Chanel Comette and smoke

you don’t have love me, lover

let me hold 

you

 we can talk it out

it will be alright

I’ll fight the monkey with you

Beauty and success 

expensive thing 

Pressure creates 

diamonds and pain

perfection the enemy

I adore your flaws (every perfect thing the monotonous)

I cherish your tears (human is beautiful)

Melancholy lover





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