51) Without You, the Thing
Which Loves You Is
Wolran Kim
‘Twas a thing which tries to draw that face with short lines of breaking
letters
‘Twas a thing which ties up each branch heavily laden with only wind
sounds
‘Twas a thing which sings without accompaniment on the no spectator
stage
‘Twas a thing which takes off its clothes, putting on clothes inside a
mirror
‘Twas a thing which can’t move past one season even as seasons pass by
‘Twas a thing which can't give a name to the glaring flower blossomed
‘Twas a thing which looks for only errata between fragments and run-ons
‘Twas a thing which stops on the inaccessible precipice during my catnap
dream
‘Twas a thing which turns away from each scene of reality that looks at
my eyes
‘Twas a thing which is never full or hungry, regardless of eating
‘Twas a thing which colors my heart with unworldly color
‘Twas a thing which sits me back in my seat everyday
