Edison in Love

Thomas Edison loved a doll
with a tiny phonograph inside
because he made her speak.

Is there any other reason
to love a woman? Did she say???
the ghost of my conception

or something equally demure?
It’s hard to be sure how he feels
when he holds me, I fall apart.???

I’m projecting here. He didn’t feel???
her first transgression
was in having no expression.???

René Descartes, too, traveled alone???
with a doll-in-a-box
he called his daughter. Francine,

Francine... is it better to be silent???
and wait for everything???
we were promised?

Or should we love them back,???
the way a train loves its destination,???
as if we have the machinery necessary for it?

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