Pop Sonnet #340

Dancing round and round in circles here
To behave a mystic fallacy
Dreams are only part of dears
Gone but for a nosy plea

The day I saw a colorful movie
It was the first one ever
And now I am praying for ouvre
To display across my screen whatever

Which draws a blank and offers time
To perfect the lost art and craft
Awfully now I have been stimed
And oppositely shafted

To reach around and give back that
Which furrows brows and wears a hat

Pop Sonnet #341

If I am a loser to my dying day
It will be all right
Because what I thought was a bad way
Was simply the greatest night

If invited back, I'll say that it will be all right
Because if I was there and here
In emptiness by firelight
Don't think there has been a better year

So give me a lap dance
And if you are a lonely man
I think I'll take that chance
The next move is without a plan

So tirades gently chaste
And be the ticket in my mast

Pop Sonnet #342

The country that I live in is fine
There's freedom all around
Freedom to wait patiently in line
Buried underground

And if the sonnet becomes a cycle
A pardon of the times
The freshmen in a class of bisexuals
Suckling on the grimes

That paid for naughty words like this
In case the queen is through
And bought and sold my laundry list
Until all your dreams come true

I cannot deny the empty bliss
This will forever remain on my hype list

Pop Sonnet #343

Get used to the same old same old deal
When color is so perfectly
I think we all know how you feel
The witch will smile with glee

And offer a levitational lance and lane
To make us all repair
I do not bite or kick or scratch
And that is how we play fair

When a girl or two wants to have lunch
I simply refuse to go
Because my adulteress instinct
Doesn't have to know

About the days when peyote and the last sacred man
Would play with litter on the beach now who will drink from cans

Pop Sonnet #344

The longing that I have for Luis
He's always been Jesus
And now I simply hang a fleece
Beside the youngest niece

Who feels all right and won't trust men
As far as they are thrown
And once again I must admit
This story's overblown

Unless I've had the best time ever had
By a lost prince
To guide me back to Wales I'm glad
That it has now been rinsed

And even if I've been winced
There is a whole lot of off the hook evidenced

Pop Sonnet #345

Becky Sharp is a woman that I have to talk about
Because there is no replacement for Miriam H
That is without a bout
And if I could hide her in a cage

I'd do it right away
When the emptiness of misogyny
Keeps women all at bay
Maybe that's a progeny

Or a projected fantasy
When all the playthings remain young
I'll let the order be
Don't need proof to feel unsung

And disheveled I move on
Once again I find all I need to pass so gently won

Pop Sonnet #346

The Don'ts and Be Careful's make no sense
They are simply out of date
When there is an order to the rents
That timing can't abate

I'm always nervous until pay day
And when it passes I feel good
The smallest check for big net worth is gay
When hiding like I should

Because narcissism creeps along
And touches my weak mind
And solipsistic is so wrong
Even when my tapes rewind

And now it seems I've lost more than I've gained
Probably because I'm so right and left brained

Pop Sonnet #347

Making music for others to steal
Cometh natural when
A portfolio for never ending Grad School
Is resident again

Because as long the day gets nicer
That'd be okay rain
Is needed in this desert
You know I can't complain

But being as simple as a tiny infant
Hearing their first words
There is no shame in autism
It's simply for the goods

Of humanity to accept the unacceptable
When I hear that I family wept, it's so profitable

Pop Sonnet #348

I find so many errors on this nice technology
Accepting all our differences
That is a mother's plea
Unless worst case scenario winces

From staying on medication
Simply pays for all the perks
And sends off good vibrations
It is okay to always rehearse

The distance in a light
Is years ahead of everyone
Because they turn out all right
The damage is not done

When there are actual friends of the state
Go ahead if you feel pain when you drink up the crate

Pop Sonnet #349

If it somas and goes naturally
Then play another gasm
To razzmatazz the free good drinkly
From a natural chasm

Because if there is not a hell
That would be fine by me
I would probably rather stay
In manmade purgatory

Because if there is a good place to be home
Then warming up feels nice
Unless the germs that little children have alone
Attract way too much lice

And the Garden will reemerge
If rains beat down when there is a dirge