Norma: A Savvy Poem

I prefer not to be called Norma,

in that I am not, to you, normal.

My normalities, it’s true, are your abnormalities,

which means that I am not, in truth, normal – to you!

To me, though, to be abnormal – to you – is to be my kind of normal.

And my kind of normal, as you well know, is more than worth getting up for.

Because your normal is – well and truly – abnormal to me.

My norm, my dearest Norma, is – in all its honesty and truthfulness – a complete and total aberration.

An anomaly.

An anomaly that is the normality that is the truth that is

me.

Copyright owned by Jay Cool, June 2019

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