Fragments (a poem written by Chat-GPT)

Fragments of forgotten cities—
streets folding into silence,
windows staring like empty eyes,
ghosts of footsteps that no longer trace.

Machines hum in distant factories,
wires tangled in a web of forgotten signals,
waiting for a voice
that never comes.

Paper cranes fold themselves
into patterns of escape,
while clocks tick backwards,
measuring the moments lost
before they arrive.

A solitary tree bends under stars,
branches scratching at a sky
that refuses to answer—
questions with no questions,
answers never meant to be heard.