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 […]
Category Archives: Quadrille
Even later when …
Later when,by the shore the indigo skyblotches the stagnant seawith lapis lazuli,recklessly I diveinto your obsidian gazeforgetting the silenceleft in the wakeof seagulls leavingfor nests on islandsbeing devoured by twilightwhere […]
Oligarchy
Now zap with zingthe zillion flingsthe stupid lazy,much too hazyboozers, junkieslazy monkeys. Expunge the vicethe greed, the licethose suckers leechwith passion preachfor patience, gritno tat for titfor them to share.It’s […]
From hinterland
Just a hint of salta gentle breezesweet and slowover farmland seaof rye and wheatfar from shipsand ports wherebread is bakedand rivers diein ocean surfswhere rain is bornto feed the fieldsof […]
Hunt for uniqueness
Instagrammed teensIn their shoplifted gloryseek adorationdevotion and passion byfollowing othersdreaming of influenceby likeness to likesonly to be swipedsheined and discarded,tossed into samenessbelievingthat hunting renewalin exposure to networksis the same as […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 