Tinkers

Confined to bed in his living room, he sees the walls around him begin to collapse, the windows come loose from their sashes, and the ceiling plaster fall off in great chunks, showering him with a lifetime of debris: newspaper clippings, old photographs, wool jackets, rusty tools, and the mangled brass works of antique clocks.

Tinut in pat in sufragerie, vede cum peretii din jurul sau incep sa se prabuseasca, ferestrele se desprind de rame, iar tencuiala tavanului cade in bucati mari, acoperindu-l cu o viata intreaga de resturi: decupaje din ziare, fotografii vechi, jachete de lana, unelte ruginite si mecanismele de alama mutilate ale ceasurilor antice.