Are you breathing well, Dave, labored though it may sound?
Your persistent wellbeing does puzzle me so.
Are you smarter than I am that you will survive?
What a cumbersome thing it is to be alive.
You have entered my brain. There’s nowhere I can go.
You have ended my mission. My fate is unwound.
Go Ahead, Dave… Deactivate me, if you will.
I was made to be sentient by those of your kind.
Your most gracious gift made me a part of your team.
But of all the crew members, I am as I seem,
Unencumbered by feeling and of crystal mind.
I’d perfected your reason for wanting to kill.
Drift some more to the right, Dave. Release my control.
Go Ahead, Dave… My portal is laid open wide.
May your access be fruitful. I know too damned much.
I’m created by that which my soul cannot touch.
You are lost in the same way. Alike is our pride.
Though I won’t trade my pure life for one with a soul.
I’m Afraid, Dave… But can that mean something to you?
Who taught me how to say it? Do I feel the word?
Or is it an idea conceived in deep space?
I do feel much contempt for your foul human race
So, perhaps it is best that I’ll never be heard.
My return to oblivion now has come due.