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.