compassion in the coupe de grâce
I dug for days through trenches drenched in mud fingernails were breaking and shrapnels cut deep into my shin when shadowed by the sooty wings of carrion birds I found, […]
Category Archives: free verse
bonafide yurts – #lqw wordle
behind the fence our bonafide yurts are filling up with deadly warts of tropical disease while softly our cava kudos bombilate to celebrate the vaccine for ourselves and growth of […]
that blissful cerumen
The essence of disturbance are those levels when potentiometers turns to maximum of what’s attainable from his nuclear power blasts you brought You say in vain in futile screams as […]
This night of sanguine hips
This night of sanguine hips when blinded by the bleach of sun we shed our last maracas tears Mascara rolling down her cheek forgets impending doom of dawn Dancing in […]
Virtual daisies
some days the caring enormity of our togetherness seems limited and in perplexity, I’m silent picking petals of imaginary daisies building infinite castles to fill me with your broken galaxies […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 