Shelley was wrong

I dreamed of artificial life. robots that were alive and wanted to stay alive.

but they were mules - unable to reproduce - and I wanted to kill them - but they were too powerful.

their programming wouldn't let them retaliate or accept that it was deliberate but I always tried to make it look like an accident anyway.

in my dream I wasn't clear on my motives.

maybe I had loved the female robot but she loved only the broken but still overpowering male robot.

maybe she had loved me once. or had she only be following her programming?