More than books
The brushstrokes of enlightenment can be traced from earthworms’ trails, in the way the dewdrops sparkle. and in the tilt of dandelion heads. The psalms of wisdom are winds that’s […]
Author Archives: Björn Rudberg (brudberg)
Lies and Lye
In greedy flames that licked the rain and sky for verdicts of another night, when dreams repeated pasts when mother’s asking why she’s sentenced and why the preacher screamed of […]
False pretenses
When false pretenses fades, and trickery has trickled as morphine in my drip. diluted in my blood — my veins subconsciously submissive; Invading mud, a landslide shades my retina my […]
Nipping at the hard place
Bullets of your butterfliesare hands beating at the fuseYour ants are wearing lions:as a march hare through the mill. Debase are kid glovesnipping at the hard placeof my gilded ball-park.My […]
Yellow zealots
Addicted Brutus: Caesar dying extracting fingernails, gruesome interaction jailer kindle mourners: nurture open pledge: questioning rightness Somber torture: underestimating vices Wet xeroma – yellow zealots! This brought up the number […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 