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
