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

11 November 2017

10.11.17-home
ight your candles
won’t
save you
holy
water
won’t
save you
holy
book
won’t
save you
holy man
won’t
save you

demon has come to claim
you
my little human sacrifice
come underground
come home

08 November 2017

objects may be closer than they appear-07.11.17
Your fears further than they appear
Your joy closer than it appears
Perception
relative
the objects of desire
are closer than they appear
redemption
orgasms
bliss
revelations
all
is closer than they appear
nightmares
slow death

judgments further than they appear
Valkyrie -8.11.17
she call me
schatze
call me
älskling
calling back to
icy lands
valkryrie
riding  
eyes flashing
coming fast
Valkyrie
laying
siege to
me
heart

06 November 2017

06.11.17- cages
men stared and made offerings  of drinks
a few  approached and wilted in her
gaze
she had
something
wild about her
men
hoped to cage her and display
her
a
sexy trophy
an exotic bird
a jaguar
they coveted
her beauty
I matched her gaze
fell into her pale  eyes
connecting
her  red lips accepting her
embrace
red claws
across my back
growls  howling
better
free
cages
weak

04 November 2017

04.11.17-flashes
ahead of night
a flash  of light
the other side
it’s
 so clear
so near
Angel 
spike shoes
never had 
blues
laying in bed
reciting
Lord Byron
lightening
and
adoration
flashing