My Cause
This,isn’t prosebut a dutyless Monday,and sunlight transformedinto clouds. Thisis the clawsof upcoming Fridaysunknown and unowned,a clause to be closed. Thisis the tensionbetween act and neglect.delinquent, not lost. Thisis my reason […]
Author Archives: Björn Rudberg (brudberg)
Climbing the alphabet ladder
Climbing the alphabet ladder, with an aimless appetite and an actionbesieging, bringing down bulwark to burn andconquer to cozen the crowds todefraud, delighting dozens of dozens,extinguishing every piece of empathy […]
Hidden in my box
I made my box from stone,ice-polished granite, bornby the sea with salt in its veins.Airtight its lid, keepingthe vacuum, my void, obscure. I filled it with dreams, ambitionsof verses, ideals […]
Mud under shoes
Ami-Rose Bell, sleepless, high on whatever, sat at the formica table, doodling in the pallid grease film their bender had left. Chuck left at dawn, going back to his wife. […]
Palinode – Escaping gravity
Quadrille: Levity In joy of levity,I gravitate —forever fallinginto your orbit strung along —a puppet to your pull:I’m rainbowed numb. I’m just the moonreflecting shimmeredsheen of laughter(yours). Tressed with starsyour […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 