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.