Jolly Jane
Oh the sweethearts (my patients) I helped in their dying when so gently with morphine I pushed them while crying with joy and seduction, they praised how I nursed them […]
Category Archives: dVerse
Creature of the night
How come that it’s always the worst lyrics that makes us sing-along? Whenever we are out travelling and start to sing along it turns out the song comes from somewhere […]
Prostitution limericks
A courtesan from the streets of Beijing was tutored and cultured to sing but trying her luck she still had to f**k her teachers for making a living. In York […]
The last days of the library
Even as the walls have crumbled, in the final days of our Atlantis, the aged librarian can breathe in company of books. He’s calm among the thought of elders. among […]
Still life
A jar of moonshine by my still the sheriff does not know the thrill of being drunk by woods in night. it lends to misery its light This is a […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 