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Tethered to your tinsel eyes

October 4, 2016by Björn Rudberg (brudberg) 27 Comments

Come night and dazzle me with tinsel eyes let silver soak the water; lend the songs of moon and stars; amaze me tender, strong. Massage me soft; let’s dance as […]

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What the moonlight tells me

July 10, 2016by Björn Rudberg (brudberg) 11 Comments

Was there a glint of moonlight in your eyes? a tender silver spilled as tears from heaven; you that night of early August, when we left to build a future […]

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Aqua Regia

April 14, 2016by Björn Rudberg (brudberg) 45 Comments

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 […]

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Whenever possible, keep it simple (like a coffin-nail)

February 9, 2016by Björn Rudberg (brudberg) 33 Comments

There’s nothing quite as simple as a coffin-nail. A dead unwanted piece inert and sharp that does its job encasing what was once the life the moving limbs, the sins. […]

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One night in Paris…

December 13, 2015by Björn Rudberg (brudberg) 36 Comments

Still clinging to the grains of sand remains a hope of one and half degrees, unburned its fossil carbon, drops still left undrained. Today, on paper signed, a lesson learned: […]

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