by B. T. Nook
there are monsters
in Korea
who feed on tight jeans
and irony.
thick glasses
are devoured
like they were kimchi
but brother, if you can wear your
heart on your sleeve
and believe in what you're doing
they will leave you be
the foul beasts
ache for vengeance
and late 80's fashion nightmares
they will feast on
the record store clerks
on their phones playing solitaire
but brother, if you are earnest
if you are sincere
you can walk the streets in the nighttime
with nothing to fear
they can smell scoffing cynicism
eleven miles away
but can't stand enthusiasm
so my brother you'll be okay
Pat's request
who is the imagined singer
Oscar Wilde
who is the intended listener
My Brother in Korea
ask three questions
How is Korea?
Why are Asian Hipsters so cool?
What does Acting smell like?
describe your song in one word
Metaphorical
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