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.