Kimchi

Yesterday

I bought a typewriter for $9. Also

I bought a sack of Drum.

The typewriter is broken

but is motivated and determined

to tap-tap-tap real soon.

The tobacco is moist and easy to roll.

My Heart is wanting some Real Love

but that won't be getting fixed by me

right now. I think

I'll let that soak for a bit like a

saltwater bath for a mermaid

stuck in a city

that never sleeps or eats

anything but Korean

takeout that

smells like garlic and ginger,

which can only mean one thing.

Kimchi strengthens

your immune system

(and your soul)

just like Real Love does.

And so

All you need is Kimchi

and a few fat tracks

to sway to on a cold night

in November with the

full moon glowing

in a sunset that'll make you

grab at your chest

while listening to the master of love

beg some dame to stop breaking his heart.