something's  inside  of me  and  i  know 
 this  because  of  how  nice   it  feels 
                                          
  
                                          
 there  are brown spots on my hands. they 
    are moving, growing, disappearing,    
 appearing again.  this is almost erotic. 
                                          
 there  is a spy in my eyes, installed to 
 identify these  spots  and to give me an 
     appropriate reaction (positive).     
                                          
 when i  gather all my willpower, and set 
 it  ablaze  all   at  once,   the   most 
 resistance i can muster is indifference.