Rhythmic taps on the keys of my soul

[RaspK]

Again you set the old typewriter up; one piece of paper, one stack of them to its left, the dreadefully tasting booze to its right in a low, lead glass... well, glass, a bowl of peanuts that ruefully taste so much not matchingly to the latter.

 

Not the glass.

 

Any way, you sit there and the typewriter seems to wait in exasperated anticipation, as if eschewing the obfuscations of your mind had suddenly become its job and it really hates the position it finds itself in; not that you can find anything unnatural to that, with all this white sheethood spread all over the place demanding its rough, metal punctuated attention like a harem of masochistic concubines that love to be whipped and thrust about throughout the night again and again, a hall of succubi more vile than the bone marrow of the daemonic dragons slain in folk tales of yore.

 

You smirk. In your mind, a muddled up picture of the machine's inflexible extensions somehow molesting and raping the chaste pages is formed, coming and spreading their horrid ink all over their white purity and then you, yes, you, crunching them in your fist, throwing them to the dustbin, over it, by the wall, on the carpet, an infernal pit full of the lifeless, marred bodies of endless victims of sexually perverted thoughts of a fictitiously stuck writer, so bound with connections and symbols of ritualistic orgies... it ironically soothes you.

 

You gulp down more of the amber devil; the slushing of more of its brethren as they join the remnants of the last fodder riles you up in a strange manner.

 

Somehow, you'd really love to be that typewriter...

[Nienna]

Αυτό εδώ μου είχε αρέσει εμένα, απ' την αρχή. Μου αρέσουν οι παρομοιώσεις, τις αντλείς από την πισίνα με την οποία επικοινωνώ συχνά [μάλλον πιο συχνά από ότι πρέπει, πια].

[Naroualis]

Υπέροχες εικόνες. Το κεχριμπάρι, οι δράκοι, οι παλλακίδες, οι σούκουμπι. Δυνατό. Και τόσο λίγο… σα σφηνάκι. Μην το μεγαλώσεις. Όσο πιο δυνατό το ποτό, τόσο πιο μικρό το ποτήρι.

[RaspK]

Σας ευχαριστώ - χαίρομαι απίστευτα όταν αρέσει κάτι που κάνω για το λόγο που άρεσε και σ' εμένα!