Inheritance of Hunger by Kassie Tui
They say addiction flows through my blood
Sowed by my father’s father
But what I crave for
What I live for
I never let myself indulge
For your affection is fleeting
And it is a far better fate
To long for its presence
Than to be burdened by its absence
An Inverted Metamorphosis by Kassie Tui
So no, I don’t think I’ve ever learned how to let go.
Truly rid myself of its entirety.
It has become so deeply intertwined with my very being
I fear you’d have to rip me open - split in two - leaving me
To bleed its essence into Mother Earth
Let it become rooted with another,
So it can flower - deflower
From the ugly, twisted seed it once was.
Let it flourish out of pathetic desperation for the sun's embrace.
A beautiful, scorching, withering hunger birthed from dawn herself.
A desire I bow before in jealous reverence.
For beginnings only emerge, once the end has been satiated.