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.