I hate the grubs in lobster soup – for dVerse
I hate disgusting lobster soup fermented stew of broccoli my mouth is filled with glue and poop I hate disgusting lobster soup and theme-parks in monopoly the tainted tinge of […]
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cordite hardened
we’re hardened by this cordite smell as perfumes of the roses wilt from burials a constant knell we’re hardened by this cordite smell when driving on this road to hell […]
charcoal shadows of your math
you charcoal shadow cross my path as future’s lost in mirror shards when thirteen always makes the math you charcoal shadow cross my path my life belongs to feline wrath […]
Our tangerine of ends – travel triolets for dVerse
those days we think that we are close our glowing tangerine of ends when evening comes it’s time to doze those days we think that we are close to the […]
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 […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 