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.