those Pinteresque voices enjoy dictation enjoy giving orders full of menace like to see me writing their words into books placed neatly on shelves in a bookcase as though their sentences full of what-ifs and that-suckses and you're-guiltys are precious gems of wisdom composed by Verdi's drunken librettist for an opera maleficent, full of sound and fury
I made a secret door of the bookcase
laughing, I swung away the words and entered the world where no menace inspires