it was a two story apartment painted in white
the room was painted in purple
blue sky was wide open via tilted sun window
in the morning sunshine would glisten
in the afternoon sunset would glow golden
the floor was made of smooth old wood
the stairs would squeak on each step I took
there was an oak tree with many leaves
each leaf had a saying to it, I believe
all that remains is this memory
sounds like a lie
4.19.2022
Month: April 2022
Scene 1
가을의 향기가 났다.
돈은 한푼 없고 쓸데없이
고급진 커피향에 찌든 어느날
내 검은 자켓 소매를 붙잡히고
클래식한 붉은 벽돌의 한 동내의
눈부신 노을과 반항기의 장난들
멋도 모르고 마냥 좋았던 미소
고요한 순간 느끼던 그림자의 존재함
지금은 꿈과 같은 그 순간이
잠시 코끝을 스쳐갔다.
there was a scent of the autumn
a penniless, pitifully soaked in luxurious
coffee aroma, that one day
dragged by the sleeve of my black jacket
that classic brown bricked street’s
blinding sunset and a little rebel’s tricks
smiles that I cluelessly loved so much
presence of shadow sensed in silence
those moments that now feel like a dream
momentarily breezed by under my nose.
4.18.2022
Dream
some say, “don’t think about the past”
“you’ll blind yourself to its light
and won’t take a step towards future”
but I’d say, “sing the past”
“sing of its youth, the beauty, the joy,
the tears, the smiles, and the light”
for if you sing enough of its love,
maybe you will move on
maybe you will evolve
maybe you will love again
so, sing the past
embrace the love it sends
spread the love it gifted you
4.16.2022
Break
it feels like it’s been awhile
being like this, not pressed
to keep on doing something
for the sake of survival, for approval
perhaps this sickness is blessing in disguise
one I might have had to encounter to realize
a few hidden messages for myself
from my past self perhaps to remind myself
that there are choices in life to be made
fully appreciate the cards you have played
4.15.2022
Short story
I guess it was 15 years ago
I wanted to write a story
adolescent me was feverish with dreams
dreams of passion, adventure, and freedom
now that I think of it,
past 15 years had some of that
maybe, with a bit of luck, I lived my life like
how I wanted to write that story
I am grateful for it, truly
it hurt sometimes,
but it’s been really beautiful.
4.14.2022
Disinhibition
mind is in a blurry white mist
time passes slowly but a day goes by fast
as if a cold sandbag’s on my head and freezes
train of thoughts, perhaps it’s Tylenol that has
thankfully quenched the fire of white knots
perhaps it’s the lack of sleep from last night
I can’t tell; since I lost sense of smell
what feelings I had day-to-day
except for this salty mucus with hint of sadness
I suppose I should continue to work
for nothing else seems to give me relief
4.13.2022
Pain
some describe it white fire
others, hot knife
it’ll makes you alert for awhile
but try to dodge and not fight
soon it’ll make you cry
out of misery and inescapability
if you can, avoid prolonged exposure
it may take your sleep, your thoughts, and your will.
so don’t be stubborn
just get the Tylenol
4.12.2022
One Last Time
fuck, I want to see you now
one last time
I don’t know when we all will die
maybe there’s a better perfecter future
but I know I want to see you
yes, I know it must be your own choice
I won’t force it so I am waiting
but fuck, I want to see you now
one last time.
before the Spring goes.
4.11.2022
Phenomena
fascinating things continue to surprise me:
I cannot smell scents nor discern flavors
no more perfumes, fruits, and sweets,
perhaps to do with nervous system, I think
lower back and hip had been aching
left big toe had been tingling
back kidney pain had subsided
yet coughing and congestions persist
head feels like a balloon under water
I wonder what all these mean
fascinating things continue to surprise me
4.11.2022
Progression
it’s undeniable, pain in my back flanks
dark shadows around my eyes like blanket
no matter how much I drink this water tank
I sweat profusely, yet I won’t let go this jacket
coughing become vomiting, without anything
coming out except for gluey phlegm
my mind is a slightly drunken blueberry jam
so breathing has never been so manual
when will it arrive, the end eventual?
4.10.2022
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