Shin Tae-gyeong

The window seat, same as always. A poet never changes his seat.

• San-wolAnd when exactly do you write them, sir?
  Shin Tae-gyeongI finished it, matchbox and all, then lost the whole thing.
• Ok-bunYour coffee's going cold. Today's the last day I reheat it twice.
  Shin Tae-gyeongWithout Okbun, I'd starve to death, I swear.

The poem wouldn't come, so I wrote it on a matchbox instead. A poem that vanishes the moment you strike it puts my mind at ease.

• Song In-gyuThat habit. Your brother had it too.
  Shin Tae-gyeongDidn't we agree that stays inside the bookshop, sir?
• Seok-hoGo easy on the matches.
  Shin Tae-gyeongThat musician always leaves two words unsaid. That's the frightening part.