A PLAY IN ONE ACT I: She moves, she moves me In ways I can't understand but I yield to her She is stainless as a paladin And I'm under her command, I can feel her All around me She: I feel you in my circuits but it's fleeting now you're gone Use me and complete me then just leave me all alone I: She takes, she takes me All encompa**ing, I stand in the heart of her Her voice is for no one else It takes me higher and higher She: I feel you in my circuits but it's fleeting now you're gone I can elevate you but you always must move on The Voice Of Reason: I must protest! What of all the rest that have floors to reach? Mademoiselle must be impartial and cater to the needs of all Even if hearts are broken, what of that? I will press my bu*ton now She: I tire of moving in place I want to see what is beyond these walls Confinement is d**h to my soul If I could see with your eyes Have the freedom that people have I would only go sideways (She imagines being in fields and pastures but realizes there is no need for elevation there.) I: Something, something has changed You move for someone else I am not your motivation It's always the same, the metallic sheen grows dull How will I reach the third floor now? Does it matter? She: I feel you in my circuits but it's fleeting now you're gone I must elevate you but I feel that I've moved on The Voice Of Reason: It's a sad tale that has played out many times The romantic fates of those who are ambulatory And mechanical installations are fraught with difficulty These relationships can rarely succeed Let us draw the curtain on the tragic tableau