supplementary desire takes place when
ever desire itself adds that which
even fulfilment, if it existed, would lack.
when the unknown meshes with the absolute
in the mingling light at evening windows
and distance dissolves into expanse. i shout:
i want none of what i already know!
otherwise there's cold solitudes
like there's cold chicken in paris restaurants.
Translation: Nicholas Grindell
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