I Poem by Bengt O Björklund

I have house wolf tendencies;
I am happy when creative.
I fear obliteration,
but care for all little things.
I relate to dreams
that float through wild woods
full of loving women and canvas
and just love to float,
not needing anything,
nor fearing that
which assails me
late hours before sleep.
I would give anything
to see the broken up side
of all short term certainties.
I live where images flow
and listen when you call.