20 Mar 2018

Monologue



The empty body
 
My soul evaporated is a
 
Yellow warm-eaten-broad leaf tree,
 
Fallen down feebly,
 
Describing a parabola,
 
Under the last Autumn sky.
 
In wandering the valley of the death
In a rage of the body like desperation
All of a sudden,
If being a wanderer who is leaving
Long long, far and far away,
The outrageous portrait of mine
 
Turns transparent like the twilight sunshine.

 
by Ha seung moo