‘What is this?’
.
I ask myself,
and get no reply,
.
‘What is this?’
,
To be honest,
I never expect a reply.
Why?
Well, routine is such
that it becomes tradition,
and varying from an established rota
is not in the way of things.
.
Everyday is much the same,
Just going by a different name.
.
‘What is this?’
I ask you.
And wait in avid expectation
for the answer.