Blue Madness

Blue madness enveloped me all at once. My eyes grew out of my skull and into the foyer, burning Satan’s own velvet red.  Walls were at once perpendicular, yet parallel, and I felt nauseated. Blue oceans rose to drown me, but I was on a cruise ship. Not driving of course, but protesting, distracting, and playing. The games were mild but the consequences severe. However, genetic consequences are more so, I think. So I awoke blue and sweaty. No one was there, only a fly in the window, a spider on the wall, and me in my underwear laying on top of my sheets.