Pop Sonnet #2070

Moving through a sideways fence
And to take the whole event
Going to seem like this is dense
Only to shape the last repent

That sticks in my mind cleverly
Neutralize the power for if
There is a time that came revelry
The only known working stiff

Where truth is a fountain
A hallway of doors
And love is a mountain
So get down on all fours

Not sure what happened on Friday night
But everyone made it home all right

Pop Sonnet #2071

There is a timer that keeps track
Of everything that needs stats
And if there is no drive back
Chill out with a chew of the fats

That rub a design complete learn
The only nasty taste left
When there is creature to burn
Buried under the heft

And if I knew a way to get by
I would shatter your glass right away
But I see the drink is the why
For you never got to play

And distinct in itself is the verse
That is how we get worse

Pop Sonnet #2072

Of course to understand the goal
Makes you crazy just to think
That if this remains whole
I would still buy a drink

When images frame up and down
The trickery is all that will meld
For once you can wait in the town
Finding out what can be held

On to for memory desire
Reality shaken to the core
And in the next type of wire
There will be a post on the door

To clearly delineate the rules
Follow all of those fools

Pop Sonnet #2073

Do not dislike that phantom train
That sneaks on tracks as a ghost
And does not deplete in the rain
The life that is over will host

A ride from here to eternal care
At least you have pointed out the goal
And then to take me just where
The next time you ask it is full

But the delivery is quite a thrill
Ride along until the end of a cloud
And when you jump over the still
This memory is always allowed

But who is the judge of right and wrong
When you finally tread all along

Pop Sonnet #2074

Of course if you make it to here
There will be thousands still to read
But only when the plural gear
Can lessen the architect speed

That ran for a prison of tomes
Left at mercy for the wilting
And to excavate homes
The pinball machine is tilting

You know what that means
A break down of sorts
If there is fruit to have gleans
And accuse me of all the sports

That have lowered the pump of my heart
Maybe next time I will act a bit smart

Pop Sonnet #2075

No breaks no days off until wait
For the lantern that greets
And align with the edge of a fate
Will sit you down in your seats

That plague that office can forget
With hope and diligence in the mix
And if there can be a post we let
Anyone on all this would catch a fix

So the relief of a daisy is chain
Finding saddles to use
And if there is no more pain
Just let up and refuse

Every time they have the edge
You can just use the ledge

Pop Sonnet #2076

Even this far has got to surpass
All the waking moments realize
Half of the time there is gas
Company destined for eyes

That view a feeling ticking off
The moistened and damp cloth
When I let out the cough
You were all camped out in Goth

That structure never explains
Where it starts and stops
And just grab the chains
If you notice the pops

In the words that I write forever
Unless one of these days is never

Pop Sonnet #2077

Two just to match
So long as it goes
Swim up the hatch
And tell me it grows

Along with the shortest yet
Of all of my yearning
Seek out the threshold of pet
Even when no one is learning

Establish that you work it out
On all kinds of different roads
Maybe even a different route
To understand the goads

That encourage a surmountable odd
From short to long we applaud

Pop Sonnet #2078

Actually that would make sense
To have my millions of viewers all back
But in the written defense
There is so much more in the sack

For effort that chases around
The type of responsible figure front
Unless you forgot to make a ground
Of total forsaken want

That cabinet of potions collapses
When one left for the stick
Comes around in the relapses
That require the only quick

Solution to the daily dose of transmitting
Every once in awhile I am forgetting

Pop Sonnet #2079

The quickest way to get done
With the work you give yourself
Anytime disaster has won
For the doubling of pretext shelf

That slabbed into fatal move
That which takes a poison pen
And reorders letters for the groove
Never asking anyone when

The old game would come in handy
But all is expense in the branch divide
And if you can reach that bottle of Brandy
Just make sure you get off the ride

One turn is all you get for now
Tomorrow I will show you how