i: lust
she wants that boy so bad
she touches him all over
- hoping she hits the button
that presses on 'love'

ii: greed
shelookssocatlike
starin'atthatbagof
white powder
she'll do anythin'
just anything to get a taste

even if it means nosebleeds

iii: pride
even when she's going down
you make a wrong move
you'refuckingcrisperthantoast
downspirals always entail
some form of pity mingled with pride
(like lovers at midnight morning)

iiii: sloth
sometimesblackeatsherinsides
and traps itself in her skin
(she won't move for days)
as she tries to escape it by

watching hours of infomercials
and heartbreaking titans

iiiii: gluttony
she'stheoppisteofgluttony
butterfly arms don't come free
-we-all-know-that-like-jesus-
but every once in a while
you gotta look real close
through her little match stick window

she'll be there eating until
tears stream like candycanes
andleave marks on her arms

iiiiii: anger
onceinawhiletheanger
will consume her and
it don't matter which boy
she's sleeping with, suddenly
insaitably, u n d o u b t e d l y
it'shisfuckingfault

and she'll go to his bathroom
&findtherazortoshave
and cut tiny Ms into her skin

god only knows why

iiiiiii: envy
shebitesdownsohard
that clihes form in her lashes
like crying on a cold morning

as the girl walks by with
her-oh-so-sexy-candy-walk
shebitesbackascream

and hits liquid hard

&waits for it to run down
.&...