Feeding my pets
Daylight keeps demons of mine barely at bayOh, how their jowls, salivating ready to gnawat my intestines, my liver, teasing, and playwith my prudence patiently waiting to claw the flesh […]
Monthly Archives: February 2023
February night
On Saturday evening when the sun had completely set we took our backpacks, tent, and sleeping bags and walked into the dark wood. For the first kilometers we walked along […]
Pale gold of May
The wild, wild wind tore me gentlyshaken into roses for my late delight,it held me to her bosom;beamless through the stonesin a tumultuous song,and saved for us the first kiss, […]
Lasting kiss
Still at night upon my lips, an aroma dwellsand I sleepwalk into secret chambers whereI tiptoe in the warmth you left and it smellsof flowers, bloom until I have to […]
No-thing
It’s not in its melodyit’s neither from violin nor timpanineither from the woodwind weepingnor in the cello’s sobbing,but in the merciful silence,that tantalizing temptationof nothing , right between the last […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 