Deucedly

I.
sometimes sin comes wrapped in plastic --
devil's food cake?
under other circumstances,
alluding to satan would provoke controversy
but we just open our mouths and consume happily.
though dieters might find the treat more a trick,
providing a persistent flow of calories
ticking up with the speed of a timebomb
until -- strange reversal -- the number displayed
exceeds a preset number that ms. craig established.
what fun is watching weight
when you can just watch and wait
and smile as you dig your own grave?
one bite equates to one small trowel of dirt on your coffin
but we're all headed that way anyway
so why not just enjoy the ride, however truncated.
obesity turns life's roller coaster into the vortex
or another ride at six flags that closes whenever it rains
or whenever the wind breathes in a westerly direction
or whenever i have been standing in line long enough
that i start to plan my next destination
which is probably the funnel cake stand
because while sins are often clothed in plastic,
some of them are too important to wait for a wrapper
and are just eaten from a plate

II.
sometimes sin comes wrapped in plastic,
screaming to be released
and impossible to tear free when the mood hits
and his dick's hard.
and when the door is finally opened
and the sin aches to be enveloped
in a warmer, wetter package
the sin is that the latex ruined everything.