mostly translucent i

im freaking out, baby. there’s something flowing all over my body and it feels like fresh diamonds coming over. all i can see its a girl with a man’s plumage, a waterproof structure for covering something ill-spoken-horny and beautiful. under the best of conditions its like being something between human and non-literal (that serafins carrying fire on the wings). if its called, and only came blurred and unique, there i was located in the sand and stood there staring some light darkness all over my body, perhaps drowning. and it had the color of a miracle. i do not know if it was the shadow that was carrying it or if it were my water-eyes, but it felt like a look of sublime essence making itself the very source of their flow. to be your own reason. external covering for birds, a flowers dress that i love and the small moustache, jamaica and basso-beard, blue nails printed on my legs. we have a covert otoño here and i broke my hand felling off the floor on carnival time. do you like to observe the way the body moves? how does your body feels like? then, mostly translucent: all I can see.