Cut

walking in darkness,
mountain-high giants
silently all appear around.
‘can you make the cut?’ they ask.

‘sure why not’ I answer
while my standard still glows
I stare at my hands both
bloodied by both fresh and old scars

12.19.2020

사실은

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

Apologies

Apologies.
I must go where I’ve set my eyes on
carousel around the paradox
had been a joyride while it lasted.

I remember my roots.
I remember my promises.
I remember my comrades.
I remember my angels.

Apologies.
But I must go where I’ve set my eyes on
Pushing all that blocks my path
Keeping truth in my heart.

12.16.2020

Many

one amongst many,
but neighbor sowed envy,
tempted to keep the parry,
yet fairytale is all but empty

humble stroll may be healthy
yet crumbled breads may be wary
but merry be the steady
ready for the sunrise gently

12.14.2020

Supernova

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