19. tienta

commit Kafka · kintsugi
iron pong · relict hotness strayed
August into early May

Sargasso insanity
of seconds & effigies
& glosses · but Oz is void:

all the flying monkeys, here

"When does one ever know a human being? Perhaps only after one has realized the impossibility of knowledge and renounced the desire for it and finally ceased to feel even the need of it. But then what one achieves is no longer knowledge, it is simply a kind of co-existence; and this too is one of the guises of love." --Iris Murdoch, Under the Net (1954)