Dusk in the city of Busan.
There have been days of torrential rain that
have dominated its streets and hills

I find myself underneath the drenched clouds.
They appear reddish as the sun makes its way through them.

I have been running away but as the night approaches I
Paused in the middle of the chaos
caused by every metropolis

For a second, I thought I was lost but I never was
I thought I was frightened but I was only dazzled
—
The crickets chirp, they voice out because summer comes to an end
And there is the colour blue that penetrates my mind
To invade it, almost violently

I surrender.