7 Deadly Sins / Vol.2 / Gluttony (Print & e-pub) June 2018
All the ads say it’s hot and juicy,
and it’s hot alright, but the juicy’s really just grease that congeals
pretty quickly back into fat. He’s
reasonably sure he can feel it
coating his cluttered arteries
even before he swallows.
None of this, though,
keeps him from eating there
four or five times a week,
nor does he ever—even remotely—
consider ordering a drive-thru salad
or the lo-cal fruit parfait.
His wife says he’s turning into a
bacon-wrapped double cheeseburger, but all he hears is how delicious he is,
how much she wants to gobble him up.
He still loves her madly, but she
just doesn’t satisfy him anymore.
He’s always somewhat disappointed
when even her tastiest dishes
refuse to dribble down his chin,
promise neither cardiac arrhythmia
nor the ever-expanding waistline
he’s come to honor and obey.