Petrified Logic

Dust settles deep within the grooves of a calcified spiral, coating fingernails in a fine, grey silt that tastes of dry earth and ancient salt. Each hairline fracture snaking across the scorched clay reveals where previous motions once pressed, leaving behind permanent indentations in the cooling sediment. As these microscopic cracks widen, the heavy weight of what has passed becomes an unyielding map for what follows. The jagged edges eventually smooth under a steady hand, settling into a quiet, rhythmic stillness.