They grow like a fungus attaching
themselves with hooked tentacles
into work, productivity, creation,
innovation, value; toxins pouring
into the lifeblood. Dante created
nine circles of hell and perdition:
limbo lust gluttony greed anger
heresy violence fraud treachery
but he forgot one more circle,
the tenth circle, the lowest pit
of all: for those who call
This poem is submitted for the One-Word-At-A-Time blog carnival (the word is “more”) hosted by Peter Pollock, and for Open Link Night at dVerse Poets (where the links will be live at 2 p.m. Central time today).
Illustration: Dante’s Inferno by Gustave Dore.