TORNIO

if loneliness is a crime
i’ve been living life
on borrowed time
and baby i had you all
when you were still at the top
right before you fell apart
as a wild girl
with danger in her eyes
now becoming
a desperate woman
with anger in her lies
so thank you and fuck you
because you were never the one
i was looking for
thought maybe i could break your cycles
but you were already so damn broken
that all my tools proved dull
no matter how much we howled
nor how the moon so full
covered us in those soft winter nights
like you with me
at your daddy’s place in the countryside
no matter how much i needed you
nor how you pretended not to
it all turned out to be
an abandoned fairy tale
gathering dust in the heart
of a failed poet
yet sometimes out from nowhere
enters into my mind
an eagle with a kitten soul
a man wonders
what would have become of them
had he made her whole
back then in Tornio