Cruelty is strength
When did morals change to this?enjoyment in the bully’s blissto feel compassion is for foolsWhen being strong is being cruel Reward the rapist with your kissenjoy their torture and their […]
Author Archives: Björn Rudberg (brudberg)
Library – time
The windows of the librarycan only be reachedby climbing a ladderhidden under lock and key;so as the books unopenedthe worlds (words)within will only knowabout each otherthrough a visitor bringingthe evening […]
High Noon
Sharpshooter Shawnentered at noonsurrounded by silenceadvanced to the barhe slapped his handon the counterfor a shot-glass of rye. While tipping his ten gallonhe pointed at May-Louwho sashayed with a smileinto […]
Metamorphed
Poem,I, gently growskey-stroke by key-stroketransformed from letters,wordsto sentences to senseno longer inked on papera codeis still a storyonly whenI’m read by youand in your mindyou fill the voidswith colors, scents. […]
March Madness
To the sound of tom-cats the moon unveils her pockmarked face. I walk across the frozen grass knowing that the snow drops droop to the weight of frost. The forecast […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 