Still(ness)
Still(ness) (Di)stilled – your sunhat rests in perfect harmony with my umbrella. Cause formaldehyde replaced my blood your ash is scattered and has stilled the waves. Still your sunhat rests […]
Monthly Archives: May 2015
The fabric of the veil
Where night is just a veil, stretched between an endless dusk and the break of dawn I rest with fabric stretched across the sky and drink the arctic air, the […]
For camellias and graves
Shade is for camellias and a state of mind Shade is one of fifty bookworms in their vintage lace Shade is dappled green & condom wrappers. Shade is laurel triumphs […]
The cyclops’ night
The night I stared into the cyclops’ eye prepared to die I knelt and bent my head he pinched me by the nape and made me cry and as a […]
Rome before his feet
Victoriam! Dressed in fragrant laurel, he was a victor against Barbarians from the North. General Lucius Sulla had once again Rome before his feet. This was another day a triumph, […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 