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when a toxin is mixed into your system,
it doesn’t stand out initially
no color, or taste, or form, or texture
it blends right into your system quietly
as your system churns and grunts,
the poison rides the tide,
seeping deeper into the core
but when you stop and let things drop
just as all things that die should
the poison suddenly takes its leave
as you quietly stare and fare it well
12.23.2020
사실 너라는
기억을 품에 안고
엉엉 울었단다.
유리와 같이 투명하며
태양과 같이 새하얗고
시퍼런 칼날 같이 날카로워
뛰쳐나가려는 너란
기억을 부둥켜 안고
어금니를 악 물고
두 눈을 질끈 감고
지평선까지
이 세상의 모든 시간을
모래로 담은 이사막을
묵묵히 걸어 가며
울었단다
isn’t it lovely
how it’s comfy
under this sunny
weather with chutney
covered in honey
splendor in tummy
12.13.2020
with my two arms stretching to each side,
I hugged myself and held my breath
leaning against the back of a wooden chair
In a calm silence, the heart beat
as if to remind it’s not over yet
as if to refuse to become a part of the chair.
12.11.2020
baby,
slow down a bit, little
move you make, simple
joy we find right here
don’t let ‘em fizzle
baby,
you know all is alright, gonna
make this go alight, wanna
treat you right tonight, gotta
bring this to new height.
12.10.2020
glowing from the center of umbra,
slowly dancing in algebraic formula,
supernova has been born in orchestra.
retina of nebula, the gondola of tundra,
rotunda of medulla, beluga of Africa,
it dances with Sinatra, maxima stamina
says aloha to nirvana, Kafkaesque opera
from Okinawa to Botswana
12.9.2020
Cold concrete floor pressing against the flesh
reminds me the truth that light in the breath
still glows as the darkness remains stretched
dreams and memories amalgamate in shadow
leaving a question: ‘what’s the memo for tomorrow?’
a drop of achromatic black coffee, a piece of shredded dead skin, and a glint in the eye akin.
12.8.2020
how can I say this;
I played the cards with
the one and only
true image of me.
after the explosion,
after the marathon,
the two eyes that stared back
were of a foreign but familiar stag
glowing in darkness perhaps
knowing what must happen.
12.7.2020
keep going,
no matter what you feel now
no matter what you regretted about
just keep going.
one day when you wake up,
may you find joy in what you see
isn’t it a mystery
what a future may hold
what you might have become
so just keep going
12.5.2020
carrying a coal on my back,
I swam across a bank of oil
perhaps I paddled too blindly
perhaps I swam too blithely
In the darkest corner of the night
awoke a flame as if out of spite
scarred all-over,
but no matter,
for the ride on wave
is yet to end
12.2.2020
Ralph with Coffee 
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