Pop Sonnet #1040
Music kicks on from a distant source
Wrap it up gently in a nice cloth rag
And keep playing for deed in the course
It is almost the time to pay for a lag
Of featured endangered pregnant pause
The fullness of being the fullness of cause
And find out later that pairs up the laws
Indeed the feeling of removing your bras
And taking off everything that once was yours
Find a tear wasted over cuff
And spending hours going through what was hers
All of this fighting just over stuff
You write what you know but it won't get you far
To write at all is the act that is star
Pop Sonnet #1041
And maybe they can take things over the top
Simply enjoy things when they come
And make slipstream of potent feel when it cop
A makeshift arrangement for that Rum
A feeling I get every time I need proof
Of the orgy that goes on in my head
Maybe that is the way to be more of goof
The pilgrimage was so full of lead
That making the turn out fight for a reason
Everyone knows the fireball gum
Is still going to stick in the caught just a pleasing
Sound of a startled thrown back bum
That starts to make use of all of the joy
Until you find out about the rest of the toy
Pop Sonnet #1042
With you sometimes I feel so true as though
Once in awhile it makes sense to steal
But make sure you give back what you know
Can't pay for someone else having a meal
Unless of course bringing back fun to the gate
Still tired even though I did not stay up late
And now time is slower I still have to wait
And of course by now I know that is my fate
Whatever reaches the end a long way off
Take time to seriously relate
And now it is to you which I doff
The feeling across the satiate
Of important feel good tricks of the trade
And how far can you go in water to wade
Pop Sonnet #1043
A few more words from now is the goal
Don't wonder about what might have been here
Or maybe something could have been whole
That is the part that never gets clear
A moistening rice of appetite feels
What was left in the empty reels
And make sure no one kneels
To the man that had the steels
Or stealing in time to prefer a last kiss
From the fair maiden so full of power
Her model of planning was full of the bliss
She really was the maiden of the hour
And so obey the calls that she makes
So from now on the history of lakes
Pop Sonnet #1044
Will become so much more important to you
And excuse the history so much had been seen
For feelings that I once had possibly come through
And someday you will have to at least meet the dean
The experience is different for everyone that had
A feeling like they want all and more for a loss
Of time would not only confuse but still make sad
So might as well take a journey back down from the cross
To an incitement of derogatory flailing at the school
Of words and lies and hatred that steamed full of shit
If everything could only be as likely as a pool
That serenity needed to invite anyone that is it
So illustrate the record without pulling back
And never should have tricked her into sitting on a tack
Pop Sonnet #1045
Maybe you would have wanted to play this way
A separated incident for climbing to the top
And if the feature black and white mixes into gray
When finding out the other way would have ended stop
So let go of the feeling that you starved out the little kid
Because life is full of enough guilt for what you did
And after awhile you will see that it just needs to rid
The absolute ingenious that will soon wear a lid
Out to play or in to watch encouraged as you go
After awhile there is just a simple gauge
That takes a chance to complete another throw
And take a bit of what is left of the wage
Unless you find the definition far too rigid
And after all that will only make things frigid
Pop Sonnet #1046
So just complete the puzzle with the pieces you are left
Have a day or two to fix the problem that is close
Unless you had to leave things as much as they are cleft
And save another pill for your afternoon to dose
The miracle of sex is that you always feel quite good
Unless you do all kinds of things you really never should
Because there is a way to wind up dead from knowing would
And just make sure your jacket in the cold has a hood
So juggle syntax prepare words for all that does need
A feeling of tiring for the fertile lands of years
And what more would it take for you to lead
Until you hear the rest of the fan cheers
And quit the chronic at the last minute so that
Tired feeling you get anyway has taken you to the mat
Pop Sonnet #1047
Understand just enough to bullshit your way through
But in the end I don't think anyone will understand
Though you muddled differences compatible for you
After all taking time out is less manned
Of a territorial approach of the landing action gang
When nothing seemed to pop off in
The really small way of yelling bang
That left a shine of a half of a grin
That timing broke the chain of factors
So leave it up to the chosen few
Most of them are all actors
And their careers will never be through
Because after all the curving switch up owns an institute
They won't even allow you in unless you where a suit
Pop Sonnet #1048
What is with the commas, or the simple lack thereof
Never making sure to emphasize the broken phrases
But if poetry stands out to be your true first love
Then take back the chance of your traces
That bottomed out in history for mild in the door
And squeezed a few more shifts out
Make you think you heard that small and dull roar
That dissipated frequently no doubt
And came back hoping punctuation and other typos were
Ruled out and against for leaving no height
Of art in the feeling that it is becoming such a blur
And at last proved to sit quietly alone at night
Because after all the words look weird when drugs take hold
At least for quite awhile now even the screen looks gold
Pop Sonnet #1049
Never wanted lukewarm when it tastes way better hot
Feelings so corrosive that I am sure to play
Another time of beat that you know the flow is not
Whatever lasts is what you can say
Of course there is a lot that is lost
But never mind for that reason of simple err
And whatever you do to avoid the cost
And take back a suitable fare
To mince a few discussions on the history of wording
All the nicer ways that play for a festive
Day of dreaming that the artists are not just herding
The way to behold an offer that digestive
System will work when less full of clot
Not a pretty picture so it is one you forgot
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