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.