At This Time of Year the Colours

We had to document instructions In a format the planet could understand We whisper unpleasant quantities for innovation We threw off the associations of our friends Upon whom we depend The owners and the rioters of the quiet hemisphere They proved a certain atmosphere It was an annual revival of justified excitement They occupied, persisted and maintained the gap between spectators and demonstrators I dedicate the crown To the viable horses Going on adventures to interrupt corruption And those harbouring inconceivable unlawful inhabitants I anticipate a cold item At this time of year The colours mean so much to me The realism breaks down It's truly sinful guilt of the equinox Seasonal reconciliation The conversations in churches, guilds The Linen And linen, not quite bed linen Proceeds to interrupt me in my victory drive I took note of the drawing as being picturesque It was a pyramid with the corners peeling Like the pages of the notepad? Bloodshed stretched far and struggled As everything in the gallery became reality I was excepted, for I was watching a movie and I never did think that cinema could be art, But it was astonishing The way that it was it shot The monsters were effective to reverse the tension I became addicted to the pastel colour grading I estimated that the relationship between the actor Overwhelming the director Who's preference for world film applied only to nationalism With the quiet hardware resembles The clique at the head of the brain dead service links to comfortable museums The citizens apologised for their ideologies The entered hardship Lost in the clinic of science Quiet about the things like insularism and consumerism, Buying cream, standing in a queue Experience existence in a shrine to dairy Prosecuting the mountain Savoury things The ratio was predictable But upheaval is offal I regarded the ratio again Learning to despair at the excuses for answers: No forests Only ??? on the side of taxis We suffer as the music interrupted the dream Hateful exploitation spared But my infinite ??? Stopped by a ??? He told me just to take it all off and have a nap So I retired Scene no longer requiring my compliance