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.