62) The Second Language

       Wolran Kim

 

The second was always shallow

It put on makeup only at night because it is nocturnal

It was a daringpheasant hen of Seoul

While making light of the first quietly

Its thorny path was already predicted

But still arouses curiosity

It made a new home out of shame

Behind a secret curtain of extramarital relations

 

My second keeps reading other faces from the beginning

On the chance my“precious” pride may be disgraced

Then, had a demonstration of silence for days

Reminded that the second never belittles the first

And tries to please and live in satisfaction

I’m wearing my second as always, but it is still looser than the other’s

If I say something, the words hide confidential meaning

Never feel relieved, what are those eyes looking at?

 

The second always hides the other meanings behind

Nowadays, the second is a new trend and an index of ability

A guilty conscience of the second is never hidden in the tip of the tongue

It becomes callused, undergoing funny accents and dialects

Every once a while, we need a laugh, hahaha

Saying, these days are the world of the second