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.