65) Yearning
Wolran Kim
1
Locked the door tightly
I’m waiting
Covered my ears tightly
I’m waiting
Closed my eyes tightly
I’m waiting
The sound of you coming
who has no face
The sound of you leaving
who has no voice
2
Whenever he sits
He always sits in my blind spot
The spot can’t receive any signals
It has a sad angle
The spot has a cruel distance
That can never be reached
He talks to me
Who has never been seen
He sees me
Who has never been heard
3
If I draw a three-dimensional path on the four-dimensional map
Just a red signal flower blooms, blink blink
The road will never be drawn
Only remember that I went through the three-dimensional way
The way going to him
