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.