Monday, October 12, 2009

Gluttony

He surrendered to an open plea,
The poignant lustful aroma-
and the torment of a grumbling stomach
Aphrodisia, it seemed;

The acute tremors in his calves
And the reclusive sight...a few crumbs;
those daintily spread napkins-
And the arousing fumes of butter

Another penny;
All he needed was
...another penny,

While they sat in their symposiums
And sneered at his eagerness-
“Gluttony”, they said,
“Sin.”

He watched the cardinal wine,
Trickling down the corner of their lips;wasted-
...in stains of laughter
-the sardonic smiles

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