the common impression about angels as far as my childhood rememberings go is that they have wings. this is their distinct trait, the first notion that wraps around the mind's eye to grow into the concept: nice big long wings with feathers that must taste like foreverlasting cotton candy.
or so i thought. the girl in me had always imagined: if i ever meet an angel i'll ask them for a feather to suck on till the end of time. as far as the taste went, i was pretty sure it was heaven - if there was/is one and if it was/is not tasteless.
in the mean time i grew up from being a child (saddest story) and came to realize that cotton candy melts instantly in your mouth, heaven is in fact on earth, but it has time limits and it's not that heavenly after all, and i wouldn’t even be surprised to find out that angels wings go bold.
their wings - the acme of their angelic figure - can fall and not grow back.
from time to time there would even be isolated cases of angels spotted around these fancy physical angel flaws mending clinics checking out cotton candy implants. that would be sad. just like growing up. like getting old. like getting tired. like falling out of love. or falling out of bed.
falling feathers. falling angel feathers. fallen angel feathers. featherless wings. bold wings. bold angel wings. That could be one scenario out of six.
another one would be that angels going bold get human and become human angels. the essence of what used to be good, soft and tasty, but humanly packshotted. they spread the light translated into good vibe and warmth translated into good times.
they're far from perfect, still being humans, but not so far from being angelike.
they even smell like cotton candy and maybe, if you try hard enough you can taste some slim reminiscence of that sugar yarning to get caramel only through a soft kiss.
if you can't feel their taste, try feeling their back. if it's arched with sharp shoulder blades, they can pass for bold winged angels. when and if spotted, stick around them. the vibe will follow. the good one. and even if it's bad at times, it's still good. just like their essence.
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