Daily Routine

Lasting through impatience
A click or call away
Silence perseveres
The whiplash of time
Enduring again
But...
Why wait?
All due to
A function of reality
Day in and day out
Clean and tidy
Perfect routine
Generating every step
Out of caution
Out of memory
Practiced from beginning
To beginning
To no end
To every waking hour
One smudge on a white surface
Specks of dust in the bowl
Constitutes imperfection
And following suit
It becomes imperative
To sweep it under the rug
Into the black hole of time
A message in a bottle
Carefully floating out
In the wide ocean waves
Waving goodbye