Corinna stood in the taxi line and smoked a cigarette. The taxi line was very long. Corinna smoked another cigarette. Corinna thought, “I should just spend the next six months standing in this taxi line chain-smoking cigarettes and then go back to Adelaide.”
Corinna looked at Melbourne through the taxi window. The city looked ‘very nice’. The city looked like a densely-populated twenty-first-century first-world metropolis.
Corinna’s dorm room was very small and empty. Corinna drank 400 millilitres of vodka and passed out on the floor.
‘Everything is coming tomorrow.’
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Corinna thought about Caleb a lot while having sex with Charles. The two predominant thoughts were: ‘I love you Caleb’ and ‘go away Caleb’.
Corinna called Caleb on the telephone two hours after having sex with Charles for the second time.
Caleb said, “Come back to Adelaide, my job is very shitty, I am very lonely, my course is very crappy, do you really love me.”
Corinna made an angry face and said, “Yes.”
Caleb said, “Which question was that an answer for.”
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Corinna though about having sex with Charles and Caleb at the same time and then thought about having sex with nobody ever again for the rest of existence and which one which was better.
Corinna said to Charles, “Do you ever feel very confused or else like a very advanced humanoid robot with an undeveloped capacity for empathy with human beings.”
Charles tweaked Corinna’s nipple very skilfully and fingered Corinna’s vagina very expertly.
Corinna felt 'incredible pleasure'.
Corinna looked into Charles’ left eye and Charles blinked and Corinna thought, “We are both robots and nobody in this room is a human being."
5 comments:
There is a quality in writing like this that engages. I've thought for a few minutes about what that quality is. It could be a connection between the text and the reader - a connection over disconnectedness, which is self-defeating. Right?
Maybe I kept on reading because of hope. This is probably close to the truth. I am guilty of hope.
You write about a lack of humanity here and on some level within me, it clicks, that is to say, it connects in a human way. But I'm manufacturing that connection aren't I? The text doesn't promote itself in that way.
Is this one of the intentions of this new internet lit? Or am I just a shabby reader?
connor o' brien. check yourself.
this is very good.
brad, thanksda you. there is a lack of humanity in this world because the majority of human ebings are humanoid robots. you are not a 'shabby reader'. if you defeat yourself at least youare defeating something. also i think sartre or camus said that hope is the only reason for living, i think it was camus, he said that there is always a possibility that things will change completely, that everything will be okay.
brandon thank you as well, and ttb as well.
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