Boys and worms at 2AM
At 2 AM as shades dissolve; a blackbird gets his worm before the break of dawn. The young man, still alone drink the final drops and crush the empty beer […]
Monthly Archives: May 2015
a wake @2 AM
My dreams just died @ 2AM. Sheet-entangled, pillow-crushed fluorescent-number-blinded tick-tock-clocked-aware bewared my thoughts are grinded into grime. @2 AM my mind is dwelling-dancing, mumble-fumbling for illusions, gasping-gripping in delusions and […]
Past is present
When past is present in your cards and crystals tell of damaged deeds your future’s read in mirror-shards as past is present in your cards You need a rope of […]
Roadkill 2AM
Far away at 2 AM, awake; with her silver bells a gentle chime of frozen roads. “I couldn’t brake in time, the doe came rushing out too late, too fast, […]
Mending My burns
Oh my baby, no never please never return when you left, I was lost, but I’ve found me again now I walk on these streets and I’m cold from the […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 