Seven deadly sins, rat style

DEADLY SINS

A poem in seven parts

i

wrath will
always fascinate me it’s so
easy to feed just
start with a seed then
watch it sprout fester and
bloom until you
blow up an orphanage

ii

lust brings skank
prostitutes to mind – and
itchy red bumps to your
crotch

iii

gluttony the void
that can never be
sated I found 22
packets of nuts when i
cleaned out my
desk

iv

greed makes me
think of daffy
duck when he
finds mounds of
treasure then gets
trapped in the cave to
starve
rot and
otherwise
die – surrounded
by diamonds

v

sloth has
two toes but
no motivation he’s the
reason we have dents in
our couch and that thing
called TV

vi

pride pumps
our heads like
balloons – that get
popped with a prick
from reality

vii

fear dances in our
bladders twists
knots in our
stomachs is the
glob that
gives rise to the
other six sins.

-Ryn Gargulinski.04.09.10