Facing an empty fridge
When you wish to have Champagne you can be sure that all you find is milk, but there’s no one else than you to blame I did not steal the […]
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Doctor Nikola
Doctor Nikola brings needle tips, electric shocks and bitter potion sips. He peddles hope when all is hopeless, but hands you rope and noose when checks are bouncing. Doctor Nikola […]
Beneath a frozen moon
Inside this well — I wait, depressed I watch as daylight teases; its solemn disc unmoving (a frozen moon). My hope is strings, too thin too few to twin(e) myself […]
Snake oil cures
He paints a canvas of concerns each sooty headline is a scar, his brow is wrinkled, skin is burned; and when he sighs you think he cares But it’s just […]
A late night dancing at the bar
If stirred is shaken, wine is dine is thighs in tights a slip of sleight and jazz; and jazz or said as she. Is height unbroken chandeliers! It is mostly […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 