Being family
We’ll chain your hopes to outpoured milk and burn your laughter with small disasters. Being mother means to be smothered with silk Because you’re our slave and we are masters. […]
Tag Archives: prison
The prisoner
I’m prisoned – cringe at pasty faces, grins and hate from fellow inmates, noise of jailer’s lock and key. serving stew at dawn. Exotic roaches, rats and worms. are company […]
Sevenling: (Diamond)
Diamond bracelet stoned, as wrapped in silk she lingers in his penthouse condo. Iron-cuffed in orange jumpsuit stretched on chest he watches a glimpse of sky through bars. […]
Kershak’s crushed pride
Deep within his eyes, well a silenced call, tears for felled mahogany, waterfalls, and nimble fingers picking lice. His gaze upon you, singes as your fingers touch the sacrifice, the […]
The bottom line
I never knew infinity was relative. I thought that traces could be buried deep in archives, that fraud was safe, and accountants never could be charged. But they digitized the […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 