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.