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.