Fly, dragon fly
0.1 O, dragon-sun, the fear-ful father, a thawer of snow,melt-master, icicle-trickster,in March you blind me awakefrom the famines of frost. 0.2 O, moon-son, spiller of silver,master of shadows, silentand cold, […]
A fearful man
The technique of infamy is to start two lies at once and get people arguing heatedly over which is the truth.Ezra Pound After being firmly grippedby the paws of a […]
Blackthorne
I am more,much infinitely interestingly originallymore–starship captain,co-creatorof the universeand beyond.Glenn Buttkus – Fistful of Zen (sound cue) guitar and coronet. melody somber, yet playful,a slow trickle from the melting snow,and […]
Feeding my pets
Daylight keeps demons of mine barely at bayOh, how their jowls, salivating ready to gnawat my intestines, my liver, teasing, and playwith my prudence patiently waiting to claw the flesh […]
February night
On Saturday evening when the sun had completely set we took our backpacks, tent, and sleeping bags and walked into the dark wood. For the first kilometers we walked along […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 