Pop Sonnet #2580

Not sure what happened yesterday
When the clock ran out before
There was time to miss the play
That lightning could form the floor

The recipe for desire code
That drifts through sentiment lost
To retread for a day in the mode
That everyone had to pay the cost

The ultimate dame for the cue
That rigorously defined cults
The one that knew what to do
And belonged to a few adults

The ones that were grown already
Keep proportion always steady

Pop Sonnet #2581

Early as it is I must do this
So I can tread through the save
For a next excerpt list
And return holding the wave

The first time I saw you I knew
That life would be different later
For all the purposes flew
In the face of whatever hater

And mystery shrouds with a card
That abandons the life of the cast
Where time can play so damn hard
But anything else wouldn't last

So further the city is asleep
And I will offer you to keep

Pop Sonnet #2582

The feeling that everything's here
Amidst the interlocution with dares
And company to arrive near
The several people that care

To reveal a justice lamp dry
The way we get back in the swing
And make a perishing lie
To know that it will not bring

And all that I have is not mine
Not that I haven't given back
All the pleasure you find
Until we reach the old rack

That ties you up to a fence
And loves it when life is so dense

Pop Sonnet #2583

And now I've got more to make up
For days went by without work
But I will tell you erupt
Without being a jerk

To bring forth all the papers that are
Selling sheets to a driver's old fame
That make a ticket worth a star
Of the powder that covers the shame

That you can keep wearing for days
Until the rush settles down
Along with caring for ways
I'll have to turn you around

And go the other way for some time
Without even a single dime

Pop Sonnet #2584

Will I stop here or should I go on
The vote is already cast
The outcome is hazily strong
For anything left to last

But I am racing against the clock
The only time that keeps track is my pace
Where the candor falls into the talk
And leave me alone at this place

Where my destiny crosses wires
With undisturbed levers of course
And I will put out the fires
That came back into the horse

When a day of accident occurs
There are times when there are blurs

Pop Sonnet #2585

Out of a blinding speed light
That zooms past the threshold at last
To check on a million in sight
And to grab on so fast

When we get to the point later
There are eternities full
Of what can make it fade her
Into the militant pull

That separates us from the others
A mistake reconciled in the wear
That make for our decent kind brothers
That know exactly what fare

Is realistic to choose
Nothing oh nothing to lose

Pop Sonnet #2586

And if I am ever so blinding
That tears make their way to the ground
And whatever you have been finding
Is what we all thought couldn't be found

Unless you were there in the split
The horizon is parting the clip
For the made up is to fit
Into the nexus of rip

And while I feel these words are here
Changing in shape and in form
There is a pleasant day in a year
That I felt so perfectly warm

The presence of indigo six
Will plagiarize all of these tricks

Pop Sonnet #2587

It takes awhile to change
Even numbers are steadily the same
When the next time to win in all strange
There are affordable types of a game

When I run out a bit later
I will think of what to call there
For a mill that makes a new grater
That left me standing on a chair

And this old horizon has limits
Although no one is sure what they are
Then you can drop the old gimmicks
And travel next to the flying car

When I have two more to go
The time is moving so slow

Pop Sonnet #2588

No comment to reflex the chain
When I am in company where
The making is all very sane
And I would have never gone there

To the places that cake into bulk
While the stone rolls down the cliff
Telling me that it gathers the skulk
When nonsense makes me feel the riff

So I keep switching up chords
In the song that I have made up
But for now you will have adored
The maker's built a new cup

When I have tried over and over
But this time I'm going quite clover

Pop Sonnet #2589

I've heard it is okay to not make sense
But now I see what it looks like today
The time we traveled the rinse
Into the locker room foray

That illustrates when you should go
Unless in an hour that changes
For now the million know
That there are several ranges

Twice in one day it is okay
To repeat when there are thousands to go
But here you will see me stay
Along with everything slow

And now they have tricked us again
But I'm telling you we will win