Routine

(C)2021  by Howard Dart Humeston

 

I touch my breath to the edge of the universe
tasting raspberries.

I touch my mind to brilliantly colorful dimensions
folded into ours
taste excitement
and pink cotton candy

Too much we refuse to open our eyes,
open our souls, expand our vision
but insist on walking in this stale world daily,
following the same stale

routine.