The blue light of the TV set distorts what you can see of her. She's alone but unafraid. Locked away for unspeakable crimes she breathes in the light and cries only for the things you've forgotten.
You knew her once upon a time. She was frozen in place; she craved the warmth of your square heart. The air is thawed, but you're still too far away and you can't reach her in the world of blue that surrounds her, trapped in time.
Take a look closer, you can see in, you know. There's something amiss but in your act of voyeurism you can't help but be distracted and lose control.
There's something else at work, you can feel it but you can't see it.
Diabolus Insum Oculus
"Now she's looking right at me, like she does on TeeVee."