Paroles de Omen-filled Season

To black framed witness From black framed guilt A misery of springtime And a weekend of absolute I remember The wilds around me Whispered "brutality" The strangest apology of All The dragon-faced accolade Of vigour and hope With shame and delight I accept it! This omen-filled season Not sudden or rushed No fear of volunteer I reject it! I remember The wilds around me Whispered "brutality" The strangest apology of All Evening then And evening now The smell of seasoned Summer brings Memories of illusions passed And autumn of funerals Enough to last