Pop Sonnet #1730

Into scape with the whole fruit
Brought into the mix with her
And found a different worn out suit
With the complication minor

For the experience in the quick
Ran away from market scheme
And if there is awful trick
Diving back into the dream

And wickedly approach the floor
All covered in the mold
And to prop open the other door
To be waiting in the fold

The other side of eternal bliss
To capture what you could not miss

Pop Sonnet #1731

Framing mindset in the car
Driving where you've seen
The other edge of comfort far
To take back onto the screen

And serving gents in stage for lines
That prop up next to ridges
And certain for the other fines
That cough up all the bridges

To build between compatible soil
Comfort in the school days starting
And otherwise going to need oil
With a wave of all the parting

And if restful nights come back
There is a point to attack

Pop Sonnet #1732

Escape into the outer void
Expressway into the cover thought
And actually no longer paranoid
Unless you do get caught

Doing whatever legal things
That can storm into night
And actually curve the strings
Into a same sort of fright

That conquered opening spheres
Of mortal swarm of hordes
And let go of the cheers
That never cut the chords

Into the sympathy we rise
Until we cannot realize

Pop Sonnet #1733

Got to check in about an hour
If my books are back
To ring true for every flower
Until the last of the flack

Cuts loose the stud into a hedge
Take turns jumping off the ledge
And if you can get to the edge
Then bust out the old wedge

Unless there is an import here
Of the last of the timing
And brought to the next way fear
Of not making it to chiming

The clock alarm will wake you up
Unless you pour another cup

Pop Sonnet #1734

When the coffee pot is idle
Things will grow inside
Unless you search for the bridle
The show up nervously glide

Across the cleaning just made sure
To fill a bit with clean
Caught the other way to be pure
Of whatever is in the machine

And to take an honest bet
And turn it into the gamble
Of the last of all the pet
Just go on and ramble

For the lightning quick and done
There are more people to stun

Pop Sonnet #1735

Mention the enclave of resisting
Throwing back to last year's end
To get into the mode of insisting
Gone to take another type send

To get into the elevated aware
Of the test that springs into a ditch
And sometimes they will dare
To let alone with the old witch

That timing of logic is dark
To spring forth and capture the flag
Until we will know where to park
Finding out is a drag

To complicate the matter of signs
There will be a shortage of fines

Pop Sonnet #1736

Take on trust in the outer shell
The part that disturbs nothing
And asks to be the one to quell
The short and the shortening

To imagine a disaster clip
Of reigning hegemony erect
That other type of slip
That will look to the old connect

That organized a thought for when
The other side came blazing back
To decide whatever fin
Is tide to return the rack

Focus in an elevator
Then get farther from the equator

Pop Sonnet #1737

And now the scene stands corrected
Otherwise the movie would stress
The finer thoughts of what elected
The other object of all guess

To mute the organizing at the hill
Run into a courage step
To be brought into the mill
To poison that for next of prep

To get into the pillage scene
And bring back another plot
Asking into a further green
Of the only way to stand hot

In this the Summer of all that fries
Ask me is there sweat in the eyes

Pop Sonnet #1738

Even clean I taste the dirt
Coming in through the portal on the wall
And imagine there is less alert
For the damage in the call

To awake so late today
And find out you are done
With whatever is going to play
The circle back to brawn

That old encounter of a muscle
That led to counterattack
Of the pay back in the hustle
Of whomever cut the slack

To make a point and hide away
Always releasing another stay

Pop Sonnet #1739

Chances are the years go faster
The older a body gets to be
What you know is shelling plaster
Into the state of misery

To capture time and make it work
For the way to creep along
Will in fact bring out the perk
Among the shatter of the bong

That final resting place for life
Will almost always return to sender
The slide that wasn't yours this strife
Was sent until the way back to a gender

Settled up in the archive forgiven all
When you almost fell out of the wall