“ [Setting: A darkened room.]
Many Machines: What’s wrong?
Micro Machines: I want to snuggle.
Many Machines: Ok. What’s wrong?
Micro Machines: I’m worried about something.
Many Machines: What are you worried about?
Micro Machines: I’m worried I’m going to be worried about something.
[Exeunt.]
Many Machines: What’s wrong?
Micro Machines: I want to snuggle.
Many Machines: Ok. What’s wrong?
Micro Machines: I’m worried about something.
Many Machines: What are you worried about?
Micro Machines: I’m worried I’m going to be worried about something.
[Exeunt.]
— A short play entitled, “How I know my son is definitely my son”.
