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.