By steel
he lives by the steelby the blood and the bladeby the sword and the scytheby the edge of the axeby the breaking of boneshe lives by the steel he thrives […]
Author Archives: Björn Rudberg (brudberg)
G(r)azing
I’ve spent pandemic days,garden-gazingwhile keeping the agendaworkingpowerpointing perfectlyI see bursting buds, decayand slowly watch the seasonspassing, dressedin coveralls and sturdy bootsor sometimes chasing squirrelsin its summer dress,giggling with the blackbirds. […]
Summitin’
Don’t juke me babebut join me later.. jazzin’at the club down by the corner;let your hair downand sway your hips with me: let’s by the moon be wild —be wilder […]
Victorious caged
Cagedin his solitude, moonless and lostthe ancient librarian dawdlesthrough dustof interchangeablehexagon chambersfor the last apparition of truthleft in the pulp-fiction-platitudeslost in the wakeof righteous book-burning youths,claiming that knowledge is onlythe […]
Ragless, lesser man
But why must all the operations in life be performed without an anesthetic?— Ernest Hemingway: To Have and Have Not (1937) After being left in mud,a lesser manand close to […]
