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Sunday, March 5, 2017

The Seven Deadly

Gluttony
stuffs the last bit of gravy
back into her never-closing hole
and wipes her teeth clean for the next round

Greed
shuffles the green
grinning at his rewards
as his guilty client walks to freedom

Lust
struts down the slums of the city,
wearing only skin,
and spreads herself like a martyr

Sloth
rubs her eyes
looking at the hours passed
and roles to the cold side of the bed

Pride
shoves the map away
looking down the road
and knows exactly where he’s going

Envy
throws the glass of beer
realizing that she is drunk
but not the girl lying next to him

Wrath
pushes through the pearly gates
covered in blood,
and wipes his hands clean on St. Peter's robe



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