I like what’s giggle-blown – for dVerse

June 3, 2014by Björn Rudberg (brudberg) 37 Comments

I’d like my words to flutter in the wind like dandelion parachutes giggle-blown in summer evenings I’d like my words to fall like acorns distinctly make impressions in October soil […]

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moribund in sepulcher bracken

June 2, 2014by Björn Rudberg (brudberg) 27 Comments

I’m petrified behind my flaccid carapace and billow nauseously in patchouli air while swine-snouted suffragettes enact to purify my everlasting valediction with bombastic threnodies that fill my veins I’m lost […]

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