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