Routine

We get stuck in a routine
that is so filled with repetition.
In the end, you could do it
in a blind fold.
It makes life monotonous
doing the same thing.
Driving the same route
day in and day out.
I like to alter mine
slightly everyday.
In doing so, it doesn’t leave me
feeling a little like brain dead.

31 January 2008

poem by David Harris
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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