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.