Moonlit hunger
From the wild darkness of the moor the howling hound is heard. The moon in its second quarter and follows with its shadow a young maiden running barefoot through the […]
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The myth of abundance
When abundance is givenin returnfor sycophant praiseor pardon is givento white collar thievesin returnfor a share of the loot,or when handouts are givenonly to those livingin cookie cut mansionstaken from […]
Waiting for a hero
Her void of nothingnessis an airless roomis nil and zeroand ready to be filledas the perfect vesselwaiting for her heroto fill her beingin a place to nestleto reshape herselfinto something […]
Weightless burden
Pain of bleakness more than greythis November burdens with its weightless mass.My sorrow stomps,stuck in claymaking love on broken glass;daylight reeks from sadness and decay of grass. Bared are branches, […]
Forty two reasons for more
If forty two is the answercould it be that you getby the doubling of twenty one, orby tripling fourteen;or is there a meaning going beyonda simple division? Can you mate […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 