Time Passing -- A Miscellany of Poems; ŠThor May 2002
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BUSAN SUMMER
Shuffled steps, fat
legs
wheezing on the
hill;
A funny
umbrella
shaking at the
sun.
A prayer
to keep milady pale
For some remembered season
of romance.
Soggy blouse, plump
fingers
moist with
self-pity,
A slippery mobile
phone
tethered to slender
friendships,
A soft
whine,
the gossip of her
hour
Before the batteries
wither
from neglect.
Today the chamwi melons
are a thousand each,
would you
believe
Even the salted mackerel
are sweating,
you should
see
That Ulsan Kim girl trying
to look cool
in straw-coloured
hair ...
Oh my god, those Kettle
Mountain kids
are gonna' kill
me...
Well she perished,
cross-cut on the
instep,
Dissected at the
kneecaps
by a low-flying baby
blade-runner,
Stripped naked
with fear
at curdling
shrieks,
War cries of an
approaching horde,
the sub-ten
roller blade elite.
Thor, 2002