My heart began its million-year fast
late-night rendezvous unfound
peeks darkened street corners
final subway trains
eternal Saturday nights
drunken Seoulites fight snowy midnight taxis
find movie theaters
hair salons
twenty-four-hour speed ramen
noraebang, spas
until 5:30 a.m. trains
bring new days
My heart traveled Busan bullet trains
devoured beach film festivals
watched bad Korean movies
nondescript streets,
crooked, stone cobble alleys
corner markets glimpsed
simmering sundubu fogs glasses
My heart flew across the Han River
drank overpriced appetizers at The Havana Monkey
friends crowded plastic covered booths
dodged Psy’s Gangnam hagwon students
My heart closed meditation eyes
Buddhist temples chant 3:00 a.m.
remember times kept alive
friends’ laughter dines on Korean BBQ, gogi jip
smoky, poorly lit January street kitchens
My heart felt August cold air conditioners
monsoon flooded shoes
July sweat drenched heart memories
coming going friends
revolving subway doors
My heart’s million-year fast
stays alive
after great-grandchildren hearts
awaken buried memories.