This Is Not Ordinary

This, is not ordinary.

Nor, is that.

And we are seemingly careless,

as to why.

What.

Because, there is nothing ordinary,

about this and that.

Nor is there anything ordinary, 

about me,

or you,

us.

I'd like to add something extra,

extraordinary.

This is extraordinary,

so is that. 

and still, we are 

careless

frightened, maybe

by an ubsurd lack,

of ordinary.

So I'll take the extra, 

ordinary. 

Maybe extra will be

accepted eventually. 

For now,

this will still not,

be ordinary.

Nor will that.

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