술을 한잔- let's have a glass

toku caught the last flight out-

he reached the door when i was about to count the sheeps.

he beamed with ease

then reached out for the brown paper bag

that was filled with plane food.

butter buns.

then that fimiliar greet was uttered-

"술을 한잔".

for as long as i've known him,
this was his way of saying "hello old friend".

with the blues on looped,

microwave food and one too many toast.

we watched along...

as dawn appered.

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