when seconds of my spreadsheets crawl – quarrel for dVerse
in pain of loneliness she’s counting windowpanes as seconds crawl across her skin and barista-psssh count the minute steps of dirty newspapers unread & coffee dregs turn cold she waits […]
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we’re lonely in our cubicles – #lqw wordle
the dread of autumn’s tungsten dearth its rotting shrouds that fructify nefarious booze, to drunken mirth with lies of blissful apple-pies we sashay to its threnodies and warm our hands […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 