Left behinda little letter signed; I’m left bereft; I’m singed; I’m scorched; I’mleft begone and you for me a river drieda trickling tributary lost;my heartbeat slowingsluggish bogged, I sinksubmerged I think I loved your liesbefore. […]
Running in the slow lane
The view from here ... Or here!
“Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance, you must keep moving.” — Albert Einstein
chronicling my quarter life crisis
Now we see through a glass, darkly
Poems and psychosis.
rejuvenatement - not retirement
words and scribble.
The Quantumverse
Poetry, Photography, haiku,
Björn Rudbergs writings 