waterways.

I suddenly feel like so much is wrong.
I suddenly feel like excitement has drained--quickly-- from all of The Things.
Can you see my bones through my skin?
Can you feel when my eyes melt away from you? I can't look away all the way.

He can see the blood blue through my skin. He thinks that's love. He says he doesn't trust lust. He has his religion. He has his politics. He has his blue-making-invisible eyes.

Red is his color. I can see it around him.