Office chuckle
Deep in his throat a chuckle blooms,veneering pink of slips, and the black-book notes. Is there menace in his gaze? Or in the way he punches numbers on the telephone? […]
Author Archives: Björn Rudberg (brudberg)
Do not judge us by our skin
Mucused green, scabbed with warts repulsive skin, they came in peace. They came to warn us, sent to court we judged them hostile, soil’s decease. Decapitated, staked we lit their […]
Rain away
My moon’s a garden black repulsive lie a forest scream; rain away, sweet girl my dream – run and shadow less; barefoot shot like lightning, drooled we worshipped blue skin […]
My moon
Yet another Magnetic Poem. Play here.
Watching the sordid sea
Some magnetic poetry, try for yourself here.
Björn Rudbergs writings 