NORMAL...

NORMAL 

Normal is a dubious balance

with a backwards stance

to notice where the soul has been

while we enjoy moments spent

We gaze at valleys down there

while winds whip our hair

on highly sought mountain peaks

and normal becomes ever bleak

Normal turns into lack of color

that accompanies fading flowers

void of afterglow in twilight winds

 escorted by silence in our bedsprings

Normal is the role played

by performers in social glades

as we accept our bland habits

with perfection left out of it

NORMAL IS AS NORMAL DOES