Colligere - Julia Holter

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