What is normal?
A state of being comfortable.
I never consistently felt comfortable
Not here not anywhere
What is normal?
A standard of being consistent with what is trendy
The mom who wares yoga-pants to the mall pushing an empty stroller
No one even stairs
What is normal?
A state of being free from a physical or mental disorder
Who collects the rent for this cerebral room I am in
No longer the owner of my own thoughts
What is normal?
A state of being on a surface that measures to the degree of the one after it
The complicated structure just to control the atmosphere
This place, this room, this chair who is really sitting hear
What is normal?
A state of being close to you when I am only six feet away
Something wrong with you and me that we can't see
The new normal is all that anyone can say
©Copyright Thomas Dooley 2020
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Thomas J. Dooley (
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