Cosmopolis

The noblest thing, a bridge across a river, with the sun beginning to roar behind it.

ashy vapors wavered above the smokestacks

He didn't know what he wanted.

didn't know what he wanted.

the deep distance

When he died he would not end. The world would end.

the noise in his head

the mind in time

Nothing existed around him

but put the book aside, finally, and lay completely still, trying to summon the will to speak the single word that would turn off the lights