the old hooker sees how cherry bloom’s reflected in the crystal meth
Linked to Carpe Diem
—
May 1, 2014
Björn Rudbergs writings
Poetry and fiction by a physicist from the dark side
the old hooker sees how cherry bloom’s reflected in the crystal meth
Linked to Carpe Diem
—
May 1, 2014
Writing about living in two places (and times)
Poems & Stories from The Author Stew
practising for a whole life
haikai poetry matters
Running in the slow lane
The view from here ... Or here!
“Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance, you must keep moving.” — Albert Einstein
chronicling my quarter life crisis
Björn Rudbergs writings 
Sad, really. I’ve never seen crystal meth–only its tragic effects on a life, as you capture so well.
yes tragic effect.. I could never imagine how it would be to live like that.
That’s over my head totally! I’m feeling slow today x
american sentence is a haiku that Alen Ginsberg suggested.. really just 17 syllables.. you should try
erm thank you 🙂 runs!!!
Oh, my! Some of my students are meth users. It’s hard to get them to see that doing meth is not smart! Your one-liner is lovely, simply lovely.
Crystal Blue Sky
Ah.. yes american sentences are interesting to wary with…
Awesome American sentence Björn
Thank you …
You’re welcome Björn
Wow…jawdropping haiku!
I’ve never seen crystal meth, Bjorn so I’ll have to take your word for it. Good piece.
Susan
The old hooker is able to see things that I can’t! 😉
Shards of Crystal
Unique and sad take!