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.