Simon Wilson
Apollo
On my desk I have more computing power than they used to send men to the Moon in 1969. I am using it to construct snakes made up of numbered blocks. They grow in size, they devour the snakes of other players, and they are devoured in their turn. It is a universal truth reduced to a game, and, in the end, it is a complete waste of time.
grainy
black and white TV
my childish sense of wonder
is lost with all those
other things
About the Author
Simon Wilson has been a poultry farmer, salesman, antique dealer, gardener, and instructor on a Care Farm. He now works in a coin shop and wishes he had tried harder at school.