blueheart

another experiment with color reflection and markers.

her heart escapes her chest and makes its way down to her knee, of all places. never on your knees, it says. never vulnerable. it sets up shop and sends reddish coils grasping up her body to form a life support system for itself, forcing exhaust through her pores as it does so. she slides fingers across the panel in her chest where her love used to lie, only to find an amazing blue glow and a cold apathy.

maybe, if she can get her heart back into the right place, it can be reborn in magnificent blue light.