For December

#Daloengdecember

Everything is special
Starting from the roots to the leaves.
It is mostly laughter
And questionable parties,
Clinking glasses,
And boxes of dresses.
It is to me crowded bedroom
Endless tales of your brothers and lover
Written in papyrus scrolls
Waiting for the best termite to feed.
There comes high tones
And sometimes rusty temper
Silent nights and jingle bells,
Church and thanksgiving
That always starts as a meeting.

Miidong.