Carpe Diem Haiku – haiku noir
Only in stains of lipstick the echo of her bourbon voice remained. Smoking slowly his trenchcoat pocket bulges of unused Beretta. Despite the wet sound of rubber soles he has […]
Daily Archives: December 2, 2014
The winner is the one that lost the least
When they return from war, our winning side. You see deep into their eyes the flame that die They kiss their girls but still they cannot hide that also winners […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 