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.