317 – Routine

Always
The same place,
Always
The same time.

A well-oiled
Clockwork day.

Always
The same steps,
Always
The same words.

Small daily rituals
Of sanity.

Always
The same clothes,
Always
The same foods.

Graspable
Stable anchors.

Only his thoughts
Are never
The same.

Predictable?
Maybe.
Boring?
Perhaps.

But it gives him
The power
Te be unpredictable
Not on a whim,
But by choice.