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.