INCOHERENCE



please tell me

why?




the deepest, 

most desperate desire of my heart

is to know

whether or not

some classical tragedy lurks.



a sapphire never slips away completely.

she leaves a black residue,

on water swollen hands,

and tries to pick up the pieces of her old self.



until

an overly speculative cyrano

says things

and does things

that confuse, titillate,
		 
	
        and lead to great distraction.