A blue image was humming across my chest and I stood, shaking steadily while not blinking and the blue image and my blue eyes kept open looking forward and saying how much everything was always the same. But now my arms lift up and look for some sort of question to answer yet I still shake and shimmer down the drain with the filtered water to Desensitize my throat to honesty he said. And a knock. A knock. A knock fills the light switch with loneliness because no one is there it’s just the shaking and falling on the floor cradling myself with a pain shooting through the deer I saw in the wild that one day and then was when my eyes started staring and stopped crying some times all the time.