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.