A heavy cart

I always enjoy what Björn Rudbergs has to offer with his writing. Take a look!

Björn Rudbergs writings


His breath, a heavy cart
beguiled with mud
so near his journey’s end
He’s wigged with ash — his crown
has sliced the shade
with threads and filaments —
a jellyfish to clot the wall
with vomit of the ferryman.

Yet, with stinking peals he begs,
he asks for yet another dreamless night
a night of frozen kilns
a night of fortressed guilt
a night of nights
a night to end his nights.

Cathetered – drop by drop
a heavy cart has stopped

Linked to dVerse Open Link Night. I have been on vacation, and wrote this from words captured in my readings of “His dark Material”.
April 10, 2014

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