I lay in my bed,
In the aftermath of
That...

After a quick nap,
I wake only to find
Myself chained down,
Unable to move.

My sloth sin
Consumed me,
Leaving no active
Pieces untouched.

So I lay,
And I ponder
My wandering mind.

I think to myself
“If I lay here long enough,
Could I get laid?”
And
“If I sat in a puddle of
My own **** for long enough
Would my leg disintegrate?”
Both answers are probably no,
But...
You never ever could know.