Can't Help It

Loose ends
That stimulate swiftly a tone I no longer wanted to harbor
You intend
To dictate dramatically through a theatrical throne
What is this further or farther?
That indicate a clashing clone I no longer wanted to harvest
But the grain’s so ripe
And the sickle still shines
And their wont be another season like this
Until the end of this teetering time
Is no longer wrapped in vines


notanymore no icant
notitsnotlike that iswear iswear
the thought process of a
Sentimentalist who doesn’t want to share
thiscannot pass letitbe
thiscannot dash allinmysight allinmysight
Reinventing sensual lists of all you can bear
If your so convicted then why do you rant