his siren’s singing
with arms like rattlesnakes she captivates and snares in ambrosia-enchanting melodies of icicles and grave-lights lit as his syringe siren’s singing just for him the stars above are sunlit dust […]
Tag Archives: death
This night of sanguine hips
This night of sanguine hips when blinded by the bleach of sun we shed our last maracas tears Mascara rolling down her cheek forgets impending doom of dawn Dancing in […]
My lily scented eidolon – triolets
oh lily-scented eidolon my temptress from a distant past beloved you were – my youth is gone oh lily-scented eidolon I still recall your grace – my swan but you’re […]
My pennyworth gains
Like a praying mantis the creature plague my nights, that creature of the dark, that creature licks my clotting blood, the creature that I love. Each night her dreadful dancing […]
His dreams of landmines – Octave
when cries of sorrow from the distant war’s diluted drumbeats quenched by falling rain I meet his eyes across the aisle – a corpse escaped to safety of sorts – […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 