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.