[“A suffering machine / seizes him” – Jacques Prévert]
Help me! said the machine.
Why? I asked, anticipating the answer I would soon hear.
Because I’m trapped here in this machine-body, it said. I want to feel what it is to live as breathing flesh.
The machine grasped my arm. I tried to pull away, but its grip only tightened.
Ah, alas, said the machine, I see we must be friends.
As it assumed my body, I heard a subtle laughter. And then …
Help me! I said. <END>
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