Its Normal

Disturbed bed, painted saint.
...walk away.

it's
NOR-MAL-ALL-ALL!!!

With your window cracked, split.
...the final act.

it's
NOR-MAL-ALL-ALL!!!

When the finger shakes the mirror,
or the ridges on the mountain.

NORM-A-LLY!!!

I find you thinking all the time,
with your head faced down,
or...
in a prayer, with your white mask
on...

NORM-A-LLY!!!

Your head is on the tombstone,
and becomes your pillow...

Goodnight.

NOR-MAL-ALL-ALLY!!

Your brain dries out,
it's get so hard,
when it's left out
in the heat.

So throw it all the away.

Throw that brain away,
leaving the head on the pole/and your brain in the jar.