a doll is in the house crumbling to its knees wide open to the embroidery of

flame I walk to & fro, limelight shining on gravestones, stuck

burning is an emotion meant to make you aware of something, a connection not possible
for artificial intelligence

I don’t 
  know 
how to cite 
  my 
wants in 
a way 
  that others 
will fly 
  into

in a field far from human noise, comfortable, everyday flames would shorten

time to re-arrange these blocks into a new invention

barring is a stand-out word, shielding one’s provisional return to a meadow

making is 
  an emotion
meant to 
 cite my 
  wants in 
a field 
  far from 
human not possible by artificial intelligence