Chinese buffet

Under the threat of a double chin
And a new wardrobe
He negotiates the buffet like a fickle lover
An angel in his head
A devil in his belly
Demons rising up curvily  through his nostrils
He balances upon a tightrope all the  way to a pirate ship
And walks the plank spilling bits of sesame chicken and little white grains of rice over into the brine