I tried to turn your experience into a map;
you tried to break my compass.
Sometimes you say concentrate,
so sometimes I need to say disperse.
Coherence is a labor.
Reason incriminates itself
in reasoning unreasonably:
the indefatigable defacements,
the ethical ineptitude,
the dismissal of the evidence of one's senses
as "misinterpreted randomness."
What is natural is natural to question;
what is unnatural (if there is such a thing),
even more so.