Passion in present
I can’t turn my backto corrosive corruption,to kickback consumption of peyote and weedto the pertinent perks of pussy and paintto booze consumed in betrayal of back alley yearninglicking the lashes […]
Author Archives: Björn Rudberg (brudberg)
Woman with book
In an effort explaining, making sensetelling us what’s deduced from factsa sudden sight perplexed him, tensedhim speechless, silenced, sidetrackedby apparitions of heavenly beautynever seen within the library’s wallssuch softness, a […]
Specter slain
Our righteous riots rooted outthe rot of vile, the cancer ofsociety vice, greed and pride,replacing gloom with glow.We are brightness, warmthyour future let us lead you,coax you, rule you, save […]
September plums
My father’s birthday was on September 13, and I still remember the year it was time to celebrate his 50th birthday. Guests were soon arriving when my little sister showed […]
Close to parting
Our slow-dance delivered uslazily, but with utmost carecloser, closerto the precipice of parting,so when you simplydelivered me a passive punch,I only felt reliefthat you gifted me goodbye,relieving me of blameto […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 