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

27 February 2026

 At 24 -Abstract

My fist slams into

Mirror spider web cracks

Full with blood

Perfect self loathing

Abstract


 Champagne blonde-17.02.26

Dancing next to the bar

Swimming to the beat lost in the sound

Hard to miss

Like a Vintage champagne

 to savour

o enjoy

taste

let it loiter in me mind

To enjoy effervescent laugh

Drinking her in

Flashing green eyes

A kiss

Suddenly 

Transformed

AI

Bob Dylan

Edie Sedgewick

Letting champagne 

Take us 

Blonde champagne






 Irish whiskey-22.02.26


Like Irish whiskey


Dark  sienna coloured hair


the taste filling us


 Echoes-21.02.26

Echoes ringing

my mind

My soul

Call your name

She’s in the place

Doesn’t hear

Do you

you feel those long red nails raking me back

what was

what never was

future selves

echoing

Echoes: series of sounds caused by the reflection of sound 2) moments that linger


 The edge -27.02.26

On the edge of darkness

On the edge of space

On the edge ecstasy

on the edge nirvana

on the edge of joy

on the edge of Enlightment

On the edge of love

The Edge: A thin, sharpened side, as of a blade or cutting instrument. 2) guitar player for U2 3) Only those who have gone over it know where it is.


The edge where we live, because if you’re not, you’re taking up too much space

The edge


07 February 2026

 Price-31.01.26

You want to be with me

There’s a price you’ll. Pay

You make her go away

Fuck her purge her

I don’t need to know

just don’t want to smell her on you

feel her when you’re with me/in me

Whatever just make her gone

And I am your fantasy made sensuous fiery

blood and s silky toned flesh

A night with me

And you’ll forget her name

I will stain your soul

Like a tattoo

I’ll break every taboo

You’ll write

Of me Buk

That’s the price

All sales final

I kno2wmy worth

Lover man can you make my

Price: The cost at which something is obtained 2) awesome", "cool", "hardcore", "classic 3) the cost of beauty 

price


 • Night-29.01.26

It was just the night

Kiss her on the head and leave

Beautiful woman


 Dream-06.02.26

I must dreamed last night

because she felt like a dream

in the morning gone


 Word fix-02.02.26

Angel fell

picked her up

nursed her tattered wings

only a demon can heal Angel

The process is the reward

Angel flying away

every time even more

 more beautiful as they leave strong

redemption in passion

cleansed in dirty sheets

Angels’ embrace cured my affliction

leaving the symptoms(curated  several continents )

I hope she left me words

fix to fill the empty

find her words

word virus

takes a life time to perfect