Still(ness)
Still(ness) (Di)stilled – your sunhat rests in perfect harmony with my umbrella. Cause formaldehyde replaced my blood your ash is scattered and has stilled the waves. Still your sunhat rests […]
Tag Archives: death
The cyclops’ night
The night I stared into the cyclops’ eye prepared to die I knelt and bent my head he pinched me by the nape and made me cry and as a […]
Roadkill 2AM
Far away at 2 AM, awake; with her silver bells a gentle chime of frozen roads. “I couldn’t brake in time, the doe came rushing out too late, too fast, […]
The last android on earth
With constellations fading smothered smoothly as my whiteness whispers brittle binaries and forgotten scripts once programmed in my genomes. But since the mainframe tells me that I’m dead. my veins […]
The color of water
I dreamed about water; my stomach was a dead horse, my breath a heavy cart. I dreamed of water free of salt. I dreamed of springs. I dreamed. Then I […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 