Colligere

We are even, even if our shape, if a dry

Fresco

Smoky yellow mixed with what is left behind

He's a hero dressed in steel

Arrived on the land

In the aviary of my early mind

What I covered is a lot of wings I gathered

What I didn't know is how so bright

How so dazzling

How we tell

In the new room I wondered if they were gone

Put the lights on, hurry

Visitations can be overwhelming

Wings fly wall to wall

Creature, creature grow more vividly than before

Loose cut 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 spark

Flying paint flakes under rot

Fear of drowning takes over the simple face

High hopes touched the

Simple face