"Ahm gannin yem"
she whispered soft
with mouth of phlegm
from cancerous cough

no more pain
or morphine jabs
driven insane
by talk of labs

"I wanna go home
before i die"
said pain-racked homme
suppressing a sigh

no more swelling
feet like balloons
sheets smelling
of hospital rooms

they're all home now
safe and sound
on lofty brow
with diadem crown'd

the swelling's gone
the pain's disappeared
in upper echelon
of Supernal Beard

but down below
there's aching hole
the yearning throe
of deepest Seoul.

and o'er their remains
mounds of earth
pithy reminder
of this world's worth