Seomyeon
Streets gleaming with blinking lights
Resembling the glitter we’d wear on our bodies
As we pushed through the throngs
Of sweaty club goers and soju guzzlers
Pausing at the heart outlined sculpture
To hear the melodies of a street performer
Beat into our ear drums as a crowd of Koreans cheered them on
We’d waste Won trying to catch Pikachu
With the metal claw
Never able to say we won
We’d end up at the norebang
Our karaoke spot
Spending hours of each early morning
Trying to hit high notes
Sneaking sips of soju
To fuel the singing sensation,
We’d laugh and dance
Until the screen told us our time was through
We’d walk through the ongoing booming streets
Of our neighborhood
Seomyeon
Seomyeon
How the concrete looks cleaner in the starlight
Than during the sun shining hours
The streets still littered with remnants of the night before
And cluttered with thirsty shopping consumers
Brand name stores pop out at every corner
While cat cafes and bingsu dessert shops
Lay low in building basements or
Several floors above bubble tea stands
More markets create a marble underground mall
Underneath the streets within the
Subway station
Flocks of people rushing to catch the next train
Bound for work or Haeundae beach
Bound for the daily grind or touring the sites
Or rushing to reach their final destination:
Seomyeon
Seomyeon
Your Vegas vibe and whispering invitations
Intrigues my appetite for
Sticky street treats
Sold at late night food carts
Dancing to the remixed American beats and Playing beer pong at Groove
Watching my roommates sweetly sing their
Favorite KPOP tunes in our private room
Of a castle themed karaoke palace
On our exhausted trek back to our hostel home
We’d stop by 711 to refuel with midnight snacks,
Ice, and a few night caps of makegoli
Knowing that tomorrow night
We’d do it all over again in
Seomyeon
