from cloud and air
I am from under ground
(dark, smelly
it tasted like blood)
I am from grass
the soccer field grass
Whose short leaf I remember
as if they we're my own
I'm from pudding and sun glasses
from outback and TGI Friday
I'm from the not know - it - all
and the pass- it - backs
from perk down! and pipe up!
I am from God's image
with help of Jesus
and 1000 verses I can't remember
I'm from 강남 and 인천,
pretty girls and strong boys
From the 5 fingers my grandfather has
from the stem cell
The eye my mother open to keep her sight
Under my table was game CDs
Spilling old graphics
a sift of lost game skills
to drift above my memories
I'm from those memories
leaf stays on the healthy tree
