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.