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.