Pop Sonnet #720

Mark the line with all this Spring
A massacre that occurred once
What to do to end the fling
And watch the motion artist's stunts

Born to flip over a blown up crate
Steel in the tip of my plate
Bury the silver innate
And cry for the way through the rate

So for a time, I'll donate the pay
And repeat the first time I chanced in
Riding a slippery road for the way
Back to town in a skin

Of motor time the synthesis melds
The skill has all but been withheld

Pop Sonnet #721

Seeding here the proper line
For to bring back what the kind
Of melted calamity full of thine
Preparations that collide in mind

Full of glances off the cuff
Searching for my surf board
Time it down to one last puff
And join the notecard scored

Because when I felt like tobacco cravings
A big finish for the ample savings
That paved the way with all the pavings
And started to shave to save the shavings

Which raves forever in the dark
Raves quite through to handle marks

Pop Sonnet #722

Of which was taken back to machine stark
After all we prepare the shark attack
For a quicktime old remark
That saved up what you lacked

And interest rates were all sky high
For the loan payment was due
If there's an abstract deal of choicest my
Making all my dreams come true

Except the ones that are not good
Understand the sisterhood
That craves attention from the food
And always puts us back in the mood

At least right now I feel a bit more tricky
Pull the weed and feel the sticky

Pop Sonnet #723

Appointment cudgels making this
Felt approximate for shifting
Wait to swing just to miss
And the ball is finally lifting

Off and encumbered to the sauce
That left a pilgrim's itch in here
Time to slowly come down from the cross
And engender what is fear

A fife of phony presentations
All full of old school animation
To hide things due to federation
And whip up a batch of toleration

The best surprise I could offer you
Is telling you not what to do

Pop Sonnet #724

Sometimes the grammar gets broken up
Nothing deters rule breaks
And someone else could have really spoken up
For all the time that it takes

To interest whether you begin
On each a separate watch
And interest stares beck to Ben
A final character notch

That rescues certainty from the line
Without a boisterous motion
Untying this here bound up twine
That tinsel spares the potion

From drinking down the red elixir
Mixed alchemy so fast, thought I could fix her

Pop Sonnet #725

So chug it down, the last of your supply
Take a simple apology, don't lie
Because here it simply begins to stand by
But for now I'd rather watch you cry

For the ways things used to be
Drama sparks up all through the free
Eternal watch a Jasmine see
Through experimentally

Watch by the useful stock of rise
That fantasizes day and night
About the possible different guise
Could permanent the entire sight

Caught between the light and gray
Fading in and out the other way

Pop Sonnet #726

The motion that returns to simple candidate's are clear
Thought you'd have to leave the mixes mixing
Every time you look into my eyes you see the year
That was not afraid to travel for the tricks king

That never paid back what was owed to the state
Fizzled out for the held up bus ride was back
And never quite feared that all you could do is show up late
Find out what leads us all to and from the knack

That melted down upon the proper instigation
Leading us to all kinds of the private stock
Of delicious ploy to sell a squadron of libation
Beginning to pop the old cork underneath the shock

To the system, that is all that you need
Return the switch beam to find out the lead

Pop Sonnet #727

Feels a bit like falling down a bottomless pit
Don't know which way to go
Or to discover just which way in fact to quit
A bit later when were quite slow

Moves a bit tastier into the lane
Free for the something else to stall
And for reversals of your windowpane
I think the pictures were sewn for the small

And when they look scary that's the way it should be
Please when you introduce allow me
To heighten the crux of all other anomaly
That begins to contrariwise show up finally

Feels like I have been in a bit of a race
Don't look know but your mind is erased

Pop Sonnet #728

Lose it all when you tunneled right back
Never on guard for the system in place
That takes Southern gentlemen into the sack
And beats off the princess in lace

That heated discussion between the Girl
Interrupted a good kind of movie
That once in awhile grows a pearl
Of a simple good film like Tarkovsky

Made to shine in the back of Nostalghia
I'd been winding up for some never ending marathon viewing
For knowledge is seeping through all the amalgams
That kept over and over knowing exactly what they are doing

So maybe tonight I'll win back what is necessarily
Finding a time to feel yourself gently

Pop Sonnet #729

Running out of energy, still wasting the seconds
Could've rejected the old energetic
Cotton to appear beneath the beckons
Of past for the knighthood the always rejected

A carnival dance down the blackest of arts
That made back illusory feelings
Of dancing firelight and the pygmy will start
To run you over with his karmic stealing

Which could be something anyone could do
But for now I'll toss you a clock
Of all of the comfortable feelings for clue
The time is now that I am in the frock

For understanding mankind, you have to join up
And search for that Golden Wine inside a glass cup