post the hundred-fifty-first, 2013

you seem
like a very normal sort,
like a normal normal sort,
like a very normal sort
of a person that you'd meet -
just walking down the street -
like a very normal sort,
you seem.

you seem
just to have a normal life,
just a normal normal life,
just to a very normal life
of a person that you'd know -
in your comings to and fro -
just to have a normal life,
you seem.

do you stop -
to wish upon a star?
catch a firefly in a jar?
or ever wonder why you are
like a very normal sort -
with a very normal life -
to wish upon a star,
do you stop?