Finally, and only an hour beyond the threshold, Fay Roberts finishes zir musing on the Seven Deadly Sins with the crowning horror: #Greed.
Not everyone can grab a second chance.
The pusillanimous will whine and fret,
but you can call the measure of this dance,
since he who pays the piper owns their sweat
and tears, you can’t quite get enough of those.
That saltiness is something that you crave,
its glitter littering the path you chose.
See, misery extends beyond the grave.
There’s only so much you can rut or stuff
into your face, but this? its maw expands
with every bite, and never gets enough.
And that’s what you don’t care to understand.
You hold this key obscenity so dear…
The gateway to the seven stands right here.
– FR
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| Image of rotting apples from Tasting Table |
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