Is it normal for eyes to ache
the second you wake?
Is it normal to stare at ceilings
bereft of any feeling?

Is it normal to forcedly get up,
rinse hands, mouth, face,
splash some draught in a teacup,
question every kitchen appliance’s place?

Is it normal to even ask all this,
be swathed in an ever-expanding abyss,
or is this simply a girl being remiss?