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dear jiyun,

I'm in our house

where what we had
took off,

where I felt you
for the first time–

I opened the door
wearing my favorite
shirt

with a bright smile
welcoming you in

and you handed me your jacket
and a bottle of wine

red wine

my favorite.

I had cooked for us
hoping you'd like
my recipes

the ones I lost hours of sleep
to practise for

so I could satisfy
your appetite ,
make
an impression

and my efforts
didn't go to waste

as you licked your fingers
in pleasure
being the carefree,
vivid you.

walking around this place
I've found things
you didn't take
back then

neither did you set foot
to get them later

nor sent anyone
to bring them to you

if you abominated my form
this much.

things you left behind
that torment my head
as my haze falls onto them

pour salt into the gashes

dig deep into the open cuts,

you'd know.

I examined the cardboard box
and fished through it,