Aug 30
ferocious as a fever,
my fervor haunts me.
devourer of the excess;
a true glutton consummately.
my craving impetus,
but who am i to impugn?
roused by my sin,
a prisoner of desire.
never embracing the retribution for vice,
i lie and confess;
the reckoning of my awakening
not steeling the growl of my stomach.
far from decorous,
but in good taste,
i am a man of hunger,
of foul intent;
no fowl could curb my voracity.
gluttony never settled for appetizers.
my fervor haunts me.
devourer of the excess;
a true glutton consummately.
my craving impetus,
but who am i to impugn?
roused by my sin,
a prisoner of desire.
never embracing the retribution for vice,
i lie and confess;
the reckoning of my awakening
not steeling the growl of my stomach.
far from decorous,
but in good taste,
i am a man of hunger,
of foul intent;
no fowl could curb my voracity.
gluttony never settled for appetizers.
i find a lot of inspiration and interest in the concept of hell and the sins that go with it. i may do a poem for each sin, but for right now i'm working through the backlog of poems to edit and finalize (:
