Psychosomatic Robot

'Life is not a jail', she said, leaning back, head
Tilted, a little, with that caring smile, I have come to
Dislike so much.
'Life is not a jail', she said. But something is,
'Something here', I say, 'here, in my head.
Binding me, keeping me chained, needing
A cell to feel safe in', may, I feel
Be the answer instead.

She nods, mechanically.'Jack',she said,
'Jack, you are my fondest patient, and I love you dearly...'
'But', I say
'But',she said, 'Jack', she said,'you are a man
Lost in your ways, needing a map, needing
Time to find the days to understand
This labyrinth, this maze, and seek a path out of your head'
'Ok', I say, kiss her on her metal cheek, and leave
My life in automatic,
beautifully lost inside the mind of
A psychosomatic robot

'Life is not a jail', she said, leaning back, head
Tilted, a little, with that caring smile, I have come to
Detest so much.
'Life is not a jail', she said. But something is,
'Something here', I say, 'here, in my head.
Binding me, keeping me chained, needing
A cell to feel safe in', may, I feel
Be the answer instead.

She nods, mechanically.'Jack',she said,
'Jack, you are my fondest patient, and I love you dearly...'
'But', I say
'But',she said, 'Jack', she said,'you are a man
Lost in your ways, needing a map, needing
Time to find the days to understand
This labyrinth, this maze, and seek a path out of your head'
'Ok', I say, kiss her on her metal cheek, and leave
My life in automatic repetition,
beautifully making decisions, lost in the mind of
A psychosomatic robot