not a test

this is not an experiment.
this poem has nothing in it
that is not blatantly obvious.
no hidden meanings or
clever syntax or
metaphors
images
diction
figurative language.
no, it is very normal.
a normal poem.
normal mcnormalberg that takes the normal train to its normal job at normal corp. in normalville, normalvania in normalcountry.
everyone can read this poem.
everyone that is still reading this poem
is reading it in vain.
they will be disappointed.
sorry.
everyone that is doing close readings of this poem
will fail their tests.
but someone, somewhere
will find a meaning to this poem.
a meaning I did not
intend.
and this person will be
the best literary critic
ever.
this person will have found something
inside of me
I did not know existed.
because this poem is
normal.
unassuming.
accessible.
maybe my writing days
are over
because all I have to
write about now is
how normal my poems are.
this is a normal poem.