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.

Inchis in pat in sufrageria lui, vede peretii din jurul lui incep sa se prabuseasca, ferestrele se desprind din canapea, iar tencuiala din tavan cade in bucati mari, impingandu-l cu o viata de moloz: taieturi din ziare, fotografii vechi, jachete de lana, unelte ruginite si lucrari de alama stricate ale ceasurilor antice.