:: NORMAL.DOT

From this grievous stance

I recall memories from the past

Somewhere we mustn’t go

Since it stirs the evil shadows of the ego

What is it that I deserve?

The moonish mood of my childhood

Temperamental fire alight in the emotions of a woman.

Is this common sense unattainable normality?

Unable to be framed, encaged, the poetess in me escapes enclosure.

I just do not care what you think

Since I speak for myself.

Not from selfishness, but

From the core of  what needs to be done.

Normality does not exist, don’t you realise?

Filter your eye through the sieve of thinking and

There you have it: just you, only you but you!

By Cris