hold the coprophagia
00:02 | 03-02-2009 | Literature | 1 Comment
Уильям Гибсон заставляет нас подсматривать (1 + 2). и его предложения все еще коротки и холодны, точно пули. словно телевизор, настроенный на пустой канал:
She took off her coat, hung it on a stuffed, satin-covered hanger in the wardrobe, and sat on the edge of the bed to remove her shoes. The Piblokto Madness Bed, Inchmale called it. “Intense hysteria,” she recited now, from memory, “depression, coprophagia, insensitivy to cold, echolalia.” She kicked her shoes in the direction of the wardrobe’s open door. “Hold the coprophagia,’ she added.
[…] и в самом деле, сколько можно ждать. […]