Yeouido, South Korea vi

hurry hurry hurry

don't do this

love those who are near and dear

don't greet enemies.

 

people come and go

prices for food are cheap

even with a 10% tax,

it's nice to see romance and flirtation

people really enjoying each other's company and loving...

 

here are the phalluses of modern culture, the totem poles

with the same same same repeated,

skyskimmers piercing the clouds hopefully

wanting to reach heaven

but modern society

is interconnected by sex and plumbing.

 

hurry hurry hurry

the modern masses move

deport to their individual cellphones

live completely solipsistic, narcissistic lives

powdered with glamour and individual charm.

 

can the upperclass really rule? everything is an investment to them,

everyone knows everyone and everyone is near and dear,

nicely coiffed

polite,

but life can still be life a friend's episode

where everyone backstabs everyone nicely and has slept with everyone...

things are a hit or miss...

upperclass people have coasted through the colleges

making connections

not really studying

but they know the tribal laws

but do they know reality

which is dark and wanting blood?

 

the trains are like modernist masterpieces

the stadium full of cheer and waves

are masterly orchestrated,

shall i eat a peach? as eliot once said?

 

hurry up its time

i slow down time with manners

but wonder with the rushes of crowds into trains,

the shopping districts cite times square

beautiful, uniquely born women advertise everywhere

simulated, not so subtle sexual transferrence

 

and the cool, collected look of officials