Ciacco

“For the drunkard and the glutton
Shall come to poverty
And drowsiness shall clothe
A man in rags.”
Proverbs 23:21

I lie, a bloated beast in cold filth
Wasted life spent in consuming excess
Filthy pig, self-centered waste of life.
Appetite, I failed to control.

Take, take, more, more.
Waste not the rest be mine.

Freezing rain soaks my blackened soul.
Slush and mud a fitting home for me.
Cerberus feasting on us, who dwell
In inferno, trapped within the third realm.

“Whose end is destruction,
Whose god is their belly,
And whose glory is in their shame
Who mind earthly things.”
- Philippians 3:19

I am a glutton.
Food was my pleasure.
For this, I am punished,
Sentenced to the third ring.