A Day in the Lie

I wake up.
Most reluctantly.
To the hideous pleas of my beast.
Sometimes I remember to eat.
If I do, I eat packaged and prepared feeds.
Sometimes I also remember to feed the beast.
I walk the beast for a very short time
(since our sun bakes the mind in this world of mine!).

Then I read, plead, think, write, think, write, write-think, emote, emote-think, think-emote, think-write, and eventually,
Think-wrong,
Grow strong,
Grow old, and
Grow to bed.
Then I do it all over again.