ode to the ordinary

One of my favorite games

Is

To see me

Through your eyes

Impersonal you

No one in particular

Anyone

Stranger

Friend

Casual visitor

Do you judge

As harshly

Did I see pity

Flash of envy

Nice way of taking

Stock

Of your life

By checking mine

Amazing she is

So well-stocked here

My my this shelf is famine- stricken

Why such indulgence here

With those boxes deplete

My inventory management

Is not at all

Like this like hers

My priorities are different

But maybe just maybe

It might be fun

To be like her

And then again

May not be

It is nice to be

Ordinary

The unusual

Is too

burdensome