I was huffing and puffing
panting and heaving
with strained legs
having ascended Tanto's
steep, winding slope
to the top of
the Årsta bridge.
The selfie stick
lay lifeless
alongside them
and as I
solemnly cycled
twenty five metres
above a shallow patch
of Arstavikens water
I wondered much.
Had you recorded
a message
that the summer vacation
hadn't quelled the distress
raging within you.
Had you been taken instantly
or did it take some time
to leave this world.
Whatever the truth
I wish you a new peace
that you have not yet
known.
©mairtin
M