Pop Sonnet #1920

For all the times I got high
And returned an aging cry
From the last point in the sky
To the nation that I try

To understand if must
Can we understand the just
And was at him that we cussed
And if there is someone that plussed

All the habits that come up short
Adding you to my report
Got a center to the sport
And take yourself a snort

No riding trespass mile
And if you are now on file

Pop Sonnet #1921

Running on empty sometimes ties
That lovely feeling in the game
And offer back the gentle lies
That came at first the same

When pigeon holed and tranquilized too
By overruling powers that be
See what is already coming through
The object is for me

To justify the wafer of the good result
Got to be at least a permanent swing
Make each other match like belonging in a cult
And ask what gentle winds bring

By myself in pleasure for the way I look into
All of these similar feelings belong to you

Pop Sonnet #1922

And if the report shows ready
What the supra term is shooting
That busy in the steady
Hall of backward scooting

That made for quite a scene
In doubtful hall regression
Had at least a mean
Time with all the repression

So a hand grenade will catch fire
When activated to explode
If the situation is dire
You will know where they showed

All that can be a stigmatizer
Is when you find the wiser

Pop Sonnet #1923

Hold me close and never let go
Now that you are onto me
Only now we hope it will show
When you drop the proper plea

And the mercy hoists forgiveness
On the day of sacraments
That will levy in the business
For a pair of other dents

That encourage in the melting
The price was afforded no less
And next time they have pelting
To get us into a mess

And dark for hours before lit up at night
Could you at least have brought a flash light

Pop Sonnet #1924

And if there is a way to meet again
Prop the agitation thick
To strictly gain them in
And thrive in the trick

The hypnosis administered nightly
Jet gear tag common gain
And you will know rightly
Going to bring forward the chain

Of habits that finally broke
Over wheeled combustible neck
And for looking in the soak
They will trim it off in a sec

Of a minute that times us for speed
Without even catching the hold of the deed

Pop Sonnet #1925

In a charge of master flasher
Run in with the caller
That made into dasher
The second you stall her

And climb aboard downward
The grave that I dig
Make it for the whole yard
And proud to be big

When thoughts go on courting
The imagery stops
About when that forting
Brings back the drops

That favor to factor along with a plane
Of existence the eternal to feign

Pop Sonnet #1926

And when the quandary runs dry
For the cycle left unwritten
Hands down the spot to cry
Has an attitude that smitten

Comes to try a pillage deck
Along with scraping frame
Gone to go along the check
For time appears quite tame

But when the beast rears
A head or two of horns
That changes into all your fears
And fissures all the corns

That politely bow out for picture weighing
Right now I don't know what I'm saying

Pop Sonnet #1927

At least the mental health came back
When lost to chemical dependency
And I will leave a full and ready sack
To demand you have a prophecy

The worried take a sacred turn
Back to the card that drawn
Made up until time to burn
With the plants in the lawn

That came to us like a passing train
Left largeness overlooked
Without a jealousy to reign
The way back could be booked

Unless we call ahead a couple of weeks
And if you cover up your leaks

Pop Sonnet #1928

And now the pit is so much deeper
Full of heavy thoughts all the while
Keeping one away from the keeper
Until the time comes for that trial

And expect the stage to glance
At itself for pages turning
When the heavy fate and chance
Are quite solid in the learning

Of a day when we will fight
For what we will not know
It is common in the firelight
To fail to call below

Along the way into the mist
And thus begins a single kissed

Pop Sonnet #1929

Unless you dive at the scene down
Pull a lane into the starter
Fully banged on until brown
The baggage that was martyr

All the while simple timing
Could be bringing in cages
And if there was proper climbing
I would not know the ages

But after all they come on lists
For people that need escape
From a system that insists
On choking free from a scrape

With a mold so over young
Anyway they wound up hung