Footsteps. A bitterness of breath. Pinned in the corner of the bed. Pillows on top. ruffle covers. You weren’t there. never were. heartbeat quickened and slowed with reality knowing from life- heart is strongest when abandoned by reason and left alone. The darkness wasn’t so bad. it wasn’t so bad when the sun was out and the fish were biting. Unless the bees swarmed and landed on you. It was easy to lose your fishing rod that way. It was a beautiful summer day where the sun seemed to create a humming sound which started in the ground and made its way to your ears. When you didn’t think of it, it was still there. still there. still there.