I feel it.
Pressing under my skin.
No one sees.
No one knows.

Like blades.
Slowly inching upwerds.
The pain.
The pleasure.

I know what they are.
I felt this before.
The ripping.
The tingling.

Why now?
Where every one can see?
It does not matter.
It can't be seen by them?

Like a **** from the earth
Like a glowing light
There coming
There here

No one can see
No one can know
My aura
My wings