Second circle in the digital age
for carnal lust in storms you bleed no need to enter hell for that you swirl around like tumbleweed you can behave as alley cat in second circle dance around […]
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We are like lemmings close to the abyss – Alliterative verse
she’s volatile in soothing volumes, with volcanoes deep inside the whiffle as she whispers, hides whimsiness beneath she’s my summer substance, with suaveness as a thin veneer it hides her […]
Summer tanka for dVerse
the scorch of sun imprinted on my skin soon memory that still will linger by November fireplace a falling leaf reminds the squirrel what he forgot acorns underneath saplings seek […]
Of stilettos & plimsolls
the language of stilettos as she walks tic-tac-tic-tac-tic-tac speak confidence and dominance tic-tac-tic-tac approaching — people hide and disappear not to be in line of her Kalachnikov —- her voice […]
Of princesses and their taste in men
I always wondered why the Princesses are cute and brave and charming while the Princes are like cardboard figures devoid of character I would even go as far and for […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 