If you scan deep enough, deeper than where the blood comes from, you will see where the ink spills out. It finds its creases and grooves, and it flows down the inside of your skin until it reaches your ankles, where it fades out.
If you look at the sky, you will see where the ink runs, you will see patterns in the criss-cross, and you will know the names of the brightest lights.
Everybody’s blood is the same colour. However –
You and I stare at the sky the same way, we have the same tattoos hidden under our skin.
I think the ink is getting mixed up too much with my blood, it would explain why my heart is so dirty.
Ah, inkblood is an unpleasant affliction. I recommend that you pluck your heart out of your chest once every two months and hose it down with tapwater, then put it back in. This should keep it relatively clean, but remember not to use any soap.