Pop Sonnet #270

Waking up is hard to do
Especially when there's no one around
Simple tasks make things new
And even scary is the slightest sound

Don't think about precepts and reason again
Take time for the things
Take time for where you've been
And make sure you hide your rings

So there's pain in the world and sorrow
Sometimes it makes me feel
Like there will mot be a tomorrow
Therapy has evened my keel

Still don't think much of this is that great
To my own funeral I'm showing up late

Pop Sonnet #271

Reasonable decisions to visit the town
Make sure no one else is around
Cannot be lost to ever be found
One of these days I'll fall to the ground

Cannot be peaceful without the sleep
Resting oh resting like an old lost sheep
Knowing that I cannot climb the steep
And into my mind all the thoughts do creep

After awhile it all sounds the same just
Cannot seem to keep anyone't trust
Some of the rules were made to bust
Rather not have hate, I'd rather have lust

But neither is preferable you know that can happen
Take's only one touch for the turtle to be snappin'

Pop Sonnet #272

Half of the decisions I make seem so tasking
There is a keg that I should have been casking
Sometimes I take days out when I shouldn't be tasting
Love won't renew just because this is hasty

So walk with a character that is a type
Walk around, walk around with an old pipe
Take time out for the things that are stipe
No reason no reason ever to gripe

Taking too many chances I can feel it again
Wrecked image of myself I've already been
The damage is done, I can feel in my fin
It's sharks easting sharks...there's no way to win

Unless reason and order and logic come back
And I think I'll stick to three pounds in a sack

Pop Sonnet #273

Decisions, decisions they can be made soon
Remember the sun, remember the moon
Remember the seasons of life throughout rune
And excavate simply to fly a balloon

When magic hours are time for new days
An infinite time is given to laze
And just want my elders to get a nice raise
It is okay, yes okay just to praise

The maker whatever that does fricking mean
Unless there's more important things to be keen
In my own understanding expect me to lean
This is oh repetitiously not deserving

So search for new words before it gets boring
Last night I slept through all of the snoring

Pop Sonnet #274

The birds in the trees are singing the window
Don't need to know what is happening here
What if we all we all wind up in limbo
What would you do if there wasn't a jeer

Because family's get so jealous of others
We can all learn from our alien brothers
And take time to make time for certain it's fate
No more need for stork feet to bang on my gate

Because emptiness, emptiness what I have now
Emptiness eternally makes us feel bad
And that's not okay because there's more to life's row
The rumpus room of feelings are so frickin mad

That I can't find my keys to door to my house
And sometimes I feel like such an old louse

Pop Sonnet #275

Lighten up is what I hear
I can do no right
Unless the last time I fear
Is probably tonight

If dreams are all true, we're all gonna die
So just hold on to dreams
I can no longer fly
Listen to the screams

Can we all say goodbye
To the things we hold onto
And that which won't my
We can never be what we all want to

It is a cycle of non stop heart breaking sheer
For the memories oh memories of some other dear

Pop Sonnet #276

No point in being afraid of what's true
Sit under a tree and find new kind of new
Stirring up pointlessly we argue
Once again once again have no clue

Because it's important to break from a cyclone
Once they have have shared with me all of their triclones
It's not very fair to be left in the bone
Don't really think I need a new phone

Once in awhile I get kicked when I'm downer
Everything costs so much money it's true
So stand right back up and land firmly in ground here
There's only a side of myself that I sue

Calm down there's not a problem to eat me
Once in awhile it's okay to defeat me

Pop Sonnet #277

Guess it's okay to repeat bout a dozen
Shouldn't use prior restraint on my friends
Now I think I am afraid for my cousins
No one really knows which God descends

Can't break the cycle no matter how hard
Can't find my favvy old baseball card
Can't seem to run away even past my yard
Crossing my t's and making sure there's a bard

Full of the mostly feeling of forgotten
Time's that I still feel so spoiled rotten
The whore she is so very knotten
Just want to swing around on my cotton

Life has just so many times to stay still
Now I feel guilt that others pay for my bill

Pop Sonnet #278

As there is a new place where can grow
I think I forget about when I feel low
In case other people's needs still are flow
It's a great and secret show

Writing oh writing I think there are better
Days in the future when cold I wear a sweater
Been stealing so much and been stolen from
And now I expect to find just a crumb

Touch me with water if I burn in hell
Can't seem to shake this really bad smell
Can't seem to want to stay out of jail
It is okay to jump off the rail

Taking time out is way too important always
Love never leaves, and love never stays

Pop Sonnet #279

Nevermind what I say, it really don't mean
That my eyes will change colors when I wear green
And things are becoming and days full of lean
Wake me oh wake me again from the dream

Because at least now I feel quite slap happy
Even if other's feelings are flappy
Even if I've blown my whiskers to bits
Even if even if no one else gets

The inside joke that isn't that funny
And all of my deal breaking heart
I guess it's nice out, I guess it is sunny
I don't even know if I am all that smart

Because now I see that time goes on for endless
Can I take things out of counting on friendless