be like ice melting on top of grainy watercolor paper

kill the holes

fill them with color

swirl

let the wind blow over you

and then change

you are not tied to any matter in this world

move

adapt

transform

what you do is not a mistake

but a consequence

be like ice melting on top of grainy watercolor paper

overwhelm your surroundings with the heaviest flow

swim a little

be a stain mark at the corner of the page

a coffee mark

a lipstick mark

make love like theres no tomorrow

with whoever

whenever

youre not a mistake

you are a consequence

dry yourself up

lay under the sun a whole afternoon

its fine

burn the edges of your material

give it a little personality

bring the heat to your life

start over

dont take too long

trying to figure out your origin

or your destiny

you are energy

and energy moves and floats

and you will do good

i promise you will do good

youre art in every sense

your consequences happened because you gave life to what you had

and you did the best you could

you were never desintegrating

you were turning yourself into a masterpiece

slowly

unconsciously

you did good