Colligere

Even even even if a shape If a dry fresco Smoky yellow mixed with what is left behind She's a hero dressed in steel Arrived on the land in the Aviary of my early mind What I gather is a lot of wings I gathered What I didn't know is how so bright How dazzling is How angel In the new room I wondered if they were gone But the light's on Visitations can be overwhelming Wings fly wall to wall Creature creature grow more vividly than before Loosed of construction and changes sides flip the chair Like the scene fifteen seconds years all stop the door I'm so illogical when she comes and spoke Flying paint flakes and the rot Fear of drowning takes over the simple face I once touched the simple face