this is not a house. this is a–
cage: it isolates you and controls your movement and behavior
crypt: memories of people gone surround you & you can only reflect and regret
farm: they cultivate you until you bloom, and then pluck you up & devour you
prison: punishes you for your actions & reforms/reshapes EVERY inch of you
factory: only rough, quick hands piece you together and send you away for profit
theatre: you recite what's expected and play it up, pray no one goes off-script
something else: how can this be a house? I only see...