together we dance

sipping cass from a small pink cup

how many times have i relaxed

a stomach full of kimich and soju

and

i feel the need to turn my eyebrows upward

i question

the way i think

the way i am

the way i see through my spot covered left eye

my knees weak with winter

my elbows strong with swift energy

and

i'm relaxed although my body tells me not to be

for some reason the me i used to be says

hello

and i let go

too bad it's to late to say

goodnight

he's already passed by with the light

and i wonder

what if

what if i would have followed him

what if i would have been there

sitting on that tree stump licking my fingers clean

like a child with an ice cream cone

but

i can't be

i am me

i am this

i am bliss

i take another sip from that small pink cup

that pink cup is me

i can hold everything or nothing

depending on who has me

i am empty, i am full

i am dirty, i am clean

i am black, i am white

i am morning and i am night

i am the morning calm

with my pink hangover.