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