A/t fault
Tread lightly on the edge, collect your sense as pebbles cotton-wrapped to sentences, cause whispered words and silence both are going to extremes these days. There’s a price to pay […]
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Time is red
Time is red burn-rates building deficits and draining benefits when trains have gone I’m left alone. Seconds counting down my sliding loss in building debts of tasks undone. Time is […]
Far from Vietnam
Our mind’s on chrome and motor oil on gasoline and blazing sun. The tarmac serpent licks the soil, and counting miles our engines run, towards a target far out west […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 