Not in the least, Normal.

Normal:
Being the same hue, in a mass of blue.

Paranormal:
Resplendent in pink, as sleek as a mink.

Normal:
Crowd please-r, creative miser.

Paranormal:
Hopeless eccentric, a clever trick.

Normal:
Toes the line, pays the fine.

Paranormal:
Breaks the rules, calls them fools.

Normal:
Lost in the crowd's swell, identity hard to tell.

Paranormal:
A stickler for sticking out, paranoia never in doubt.

Normal:
All that is easy, everything else is termed sleazy.

Parnormal:
Life is in those little moments, for the rest is torment.

This is poem number 3 for Robert Lee Brewer's November PAD Chapbook Challenge 2011. The prompt is a "Normal/Abnormal" poem.

This is my signature poetic form. (should get it copyrighted!) This is my statement against the labels this world finds so easy to throw at you and me. Normal is something, I never want to be.