Three’s a crowd
Three’s what forms a crowd, it’s said unwanted one’s unpaired from two, You’ve never seen a threesomed bed and marriage vows can work as glue It’s making sense to close […]
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The killer filaments
Fragments means, when after- wards interpreted, pieced together, much like swirls of fingerprints or helices, the souls of past still buried in our cells. We try to place ourselves in […]
Sevenling: (I see)
I see through fingered shadows wicked flames and dames, a sailor-lady (kelp in hair) a bad to be, (maybe) if not the bloom and laughter, and your famous hands (smaller […]
The lies of living lightly
Unburdened, passed my nights in satin paled by touch of hands and moths unscorched: a fevered fire; It was before I fell, on wings aflamed, an Icarus of me. I […]
Aqua Regia
As darkly butterflied, you whispered velvet lull in affirmations of deficiency as ghosted winds, in scream like twisters you broke apart the bonds, dependencies you were my aqua regia, acid […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 