Fast food on skewer
A hefty weight
Displaced in despair
I over ate
I watch my step to avoid the electric chair
My crimes might cause interjections from injections
In a land field riddle with infections
I think back, Enticed by sin
The war within
Wanting 15 more minutes
I feel into the dark again
Found by blunts spark
A home run, through the gate dreaming of the start
I remember gills
Then females
I know how this may sound
But I heard strange sounds in detail
In deep tales of deeds and sales
I dispel seeds that feed soil
From the deepest well
I mean well
I just want my Lilith to bare one Emanuel