Hunger
Laijon
Liu 20180110
It
fills you, but it can never fulfill you
when
you feed it, it’s temporally gone
yet
for a short period of time it reoccurs
it’s
only incurable disease you must suffer
you
serve it, like a good slave to its master
and
you depend on it, like the air you breathe
and
you’ve learned so many ways to please it
it
drives you to do many unspeakable things
it
gives you wings, and eyes to scan the mountain range
it
gives you claws, patience, and ability to disappear
it
gives you fins, and balls to dive into the icy water
it
changes your brain, and reconstructs your chromosomes
were
you the one stalking silently in the jungle?
were
you the one swaggering and roaring on the plains?
were
you both majestic and terrifying?
powerful,
yet so tormented at same time?
Nature
has fashioned you with that single desire
she
has mothered you her only beast-child
milk,
meats and all the unfortunate victims
feeding
you like maidens' hearts to Apollo's lips
hunger,
hunger, starving beast
in
the jungle, a devouring feast
what
mind can comprehend
the
burning flame of purgatory?
In
distant land you can’t reach
there
the clear sweet streams
there
the fulfill fruits you eat
there
your soul rests in peace
