Inconceivable Wilson

by J.A. Tyler

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A woman in a red dress, ankles strapped in shoes, leaving a man at the airport, at a terminal, holding a photograph of him, this man, and on the back only written: Wilson.

Forgive him, he has become so much less now.

Wilson goes: planes, boats, walking until the sun quits rising, until the sun stops existing, and there he begins, there he becomes. A place where the trees change shape and purpose, the environment lost to nothingness, where people speak in clatters and clicks, incomprehensible, a place where he is lost in blindness, deafening sickness, waves of unencumbered night. And Wilson unties within their circle, these people of pitch and tar, this village, these men and their women, their children. He should be reading them, writing words, penning a culture, creating a world from the tips of sentences, but he is instead consumed by them, bent to charcoal words on canvas made of darkness, hearing always and only the rattling of bones and laughter. Curtains open and he becomes less.

Forgive him, he should not have gone.

Men, women, children play in his brain, finger the creases of his thinking, until he comes undone.

Go, he has gone. Go Wilson. He goes.

Go Wilson. Go.

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PublisherScrambler Books
Release date 03.12.2009
Pages count129
File size2.3 Mb
eBook formatPaperback, (torrent)En
Book rating4.09 (23 votes)

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