Noise from the Floor Above
Today, I took a deep, sweet holiday to rest,
To listen to the silence inside my own chest.
A single glass of wine, all by myself,
And sweet, spicy rice cakes from the kitchen shelf.
The moment I take a bite so sweet,
The ceiling starts shaking with heavy, dancing feet.
Ah, the neighbor above must be possessed today,
Dancin' like a witch, chasing spirits away.
"Surely, this wild dance will soon be done,"
But the thunderous beating has only just begun.
It strikes my poor heart, so loud and so near,
And the taste of my wine and rice cakes disappear.
Without even knowing, in the middle of the deep,
With drool on my cheek, I drifted fast asleep.
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