66. Sleeptime

His penned chicken mind
Escapes each night
To delight in another world of free range dreams
Until captured by morning's light
And returned to its plight on the production line
To labour again
Until the sweet freedom of sleeptime

65. Forbidden Zone

Sometimes he finds his mind

Wondering in a forbidden zone

Nibbling on past tears and future fears

Then regurgitating what it just ate

Like a pet dog he once knew

With an appetite for its own puke and poo

He now confines his mind to dining on the present time

Bon Appetit

64. Heart Warming

Years ago she turned to ice
Her heart frozen shut

Then one day he sensed a melt
But it wasn't her heart he felt
It was his
Warming
Thawing
Drawing
Wooing him to warm her heart too

63. Breaking Free

It's been said you can't change what you don't understand

It takes much more than a simple command

To resist a habit's demand

Could there really be such a thing

As an addiction gene

Or are harming habits better explained by the disease meme

Kind of an updated version of a demon's scheme

To understand a life with a slavery theme

To find the key to breaking free