her kindness

was all i had to cling to

for i felt unworthy

to crawl back

her soft smile

was i had to warm me

when cold air came in through

every crack

but she was a young girl

and a stranger

and i was a miserable guy

she could not protect me

from the danger

and why would she even

have to try?

the sweet scent of perfume

in my nostrils

decay of november all around

the vanity sign

displayed in windows

and nowhere on earth

could peace be found

i' m stuck on the snapshots

from my childhood

i'm stuck on some solitary dream

and in between i've been up to

no good

and i have defected

from the team

LARZ GUSTAFSSON   11/11 2015