on thirteenth floor the thirteenth day
a mirror breaks from edge to edge
when elevators all are stuck
your smoke-filled stairs turn me to stone
my room is filled with soot-black cats
and balance sheets that just sums up
to thirteen dollars in the red
when windows open easily
I feel the lack of angel wings
my can of mustard turns to mold
computer worms are crawling out
and ask for wiggle-room to thrive
on thirteenth floor the thirteenth day
Krigen Mellom Froskene Og Musene 13 by Theodor Severin Kittelsen
PU asks us for 13 lines on 13.. somehow 13 made me think of Roky Erickson as well. Enjoy.
June 13, 2014
Björn Rudbergs writings 
13 unlucky for some and boy there’s a few omens in this poem and i have a similar balance sheet unfortunately! 🙂
bad day for balance sheets 😦
One of my fears with elevators is that the elevator will stick between floors. I had that experience one time, trapped in an elevator between floors with a group of high school kids I was chaperoning. After that I walked between floors. Smiles. Hmmm, I wonder if we were staying on the 13th..
thirteenth floors are quite a few to walk…
Walking 13 stairs is quite an ordeal… I would stick to the lower floors in that case…
ha. lived on the 13th floor in my dorm when i was in school…there were all kinda stories….the building i worked in after skipped the 13th floor…which was funny, a bit that the superstitions would take that much hold, you know….
Indeed.. that number means so much….
that’s a lot of creepy stuff happening where the thirteenth floor meets the thirteenth day.
It does indeed… lets hope there are cute kitties at least.
I love the worlds of the imagination that pile up images to the point of laughter. Let’s not do paperwork today. Let’s pay attention to the kitties that pose in our worlds. No 2-headed dogs need apply!
Ha.. the reason I thought about Roky is that he once was the lead singer in a band called: “the 13th floor elevators”
The situation you describe in your poem, Björn, would be a nightmare to the superstitious or anyone who hates crawly creatures. I wonder whether people stay at home on the 13th to make sure nothing happens to them.
Today people stay at home because school ends I think.
A very different kind of piece today, the thirteenth day of June. Many hotels I’ve heard don’t acknowledge a 13th floor. 🙂 —Susan
“computer worms” that was a creepy line because it could mean computer virus destroying all of your files and hacking all of your accounts. good thing 13 is my lucky number. oh. i do live on the 13th floor and it’s been nothing but rainbows thus far (knock on the proverbial wood:) great post.
I live the seemingly ordinary objects – the mustard tin – that give colour and surreality to this day..in a way it is magical..a special day
o my so many ill omen…a perfect thirteen write…lovely
Computer worms with wiggle room… a brilliant concept. Thirteen – I’m not a superstitious guy, but your piece highlights some reasons to rethink my position! Nice one, Bjorn!
A bit of an Ogden Nash “A Tale of the Thirteenth Floor” vibe to this one. (Something about that 13th Floor conjures up eerie poetic possibilities, it seems.)
Can’t get much more unlucky than that, lol.
Those ominous things are enough to make one batty. 🙂
Very cool… I like all the references to superstitions!
Bjorn, enjoyed your poem of “13” mirror breaks from edge to edge..yikes..edgy write..