Funeral Two

Funeral Two

Four-hour bus
to Incheon for a
cousin’s funeral, still, you
are on my
mind.

We talk of
death. You represent
life. What can I do that can
cause only
good?

You are not
greedy, inspire ink
flow and cream flow, sunshine on
raindrops. Large
smiles.

This drunk monk
toasts “Gok-Cha” three times
in ten minutes. Beer doesn’t
erase my
love.

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