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.