Pop Sonnet #2540

Even though I have done nothing
I still take the time to confess
There is a simple type roughing
That makes time matter no less

The empty recurring decision
Is flooding my vault for the head
And if there is opposite fission
Then I will need to get some old bread

That turns into mold overnight
And loves when there is all but naught
And dissipates all with the might
That logic has already caught

The midnight mile alleyway street
Can never find a way to delete

Pop Sonnet #2541

There is a maker on shore
About to tie a fizz bomb
That made up for the loud snore
The one that came out of the calm

That lead us to sleep in an hour
And drifting along with a check
With take us all to the power
And rescue us from the trek

That would have ended so badly
If I foresaw what was to come
But I made sure to go gladly
Into the dreamland go some

That cannot connect with a drive
And at least you are all still alive

Pop Sonnet #2542

Make an effort to claim
The memory that you will all build
The effort to stand quite the same
And be connected to willed

The governance order is limits
That take control of working classes
There will be no more in minutes
And catch a few touchdown passes

That chalk up a number of sports
In graciousness I will befall
The never known wonder of courts
That take you out of the hall

And never return to the lake
There are secrets you won't have to take

Pop Sonnet #2543

I have breathed through a fog noose
That wrote a note to the kids
The one that shared the obtuse
And went back to get the old lids

That never had fit in the first place
The time you tried on your old hat
The taking of certainly waste
Don't tell me who is looking at that

The courage to take on a dragon
And stand tall when striking the blows
Is now why I have a green flagon
The company takes to the crows

That picked clean the corpse on the ground
And turned all the way back around

Pop Sonnet #2544

There is a stir of a heart
That comes in through letters and shafts
To take the whole canon apart
And leave us a scape goat on rafts

Because there are points to discover
An infinite ring of the flow
To make sure you can recover
And then ask where you want to all go

Because I need a head change real soon
Or I won't be able to cope
With the oversized rune
That came to look like a rope

To be all along with the others
And call all humanity my sisters and brothers

Pop Sonnet #2545

Maybe it does look the same
The hour has passed for the bloom
And looking into the old flame
That came on with a big flume

That hangs on the way to the cliff
Because they are shortening life
Those puffs that can cause a good riff
And leave you sir without a knife

To carve the pipe of it's essence
Because it is a fight to stay clean
But there are very new lessons
To rob the old broke machine

And curvature in the final rift
I think it is time to shift

Pop Sonnet #2546

So even if I need a moment too
To unbuckle the case for a show
And make sure you get new
Going back to the blow

That recently crushed all the while
The mutant that encumbered disturbed
To lock onto feelings of style
That made for no certain curbed

To check on the cooking next door
Is to find a certainly signed
To make overlooking the core
And read back the designed

To skip on a train of tomorrow
And leave me all to just borrow

Pop Sonnet #2547

There are times I feel empty
Like I have drained energy
To be as will as the skipped knee
To check on what is considered clergy

I will write all my projects
Throughout the next twenty years
There are times that the logics
Came just to give me the tears

And now I am flying high above
The ticker tape adds to the dream
As though there were others that love
An empty paradigm gleam

Which I would have used just to stop
At least now you are the old crop

Pop Sonnet #2548

So take a chance with illusions
Until you find they are fake
That you can see through all delusions
And knowing that object to take

When I realize I am trying
To get across several facts
There are so many lying
To the web where everyone acts

Because the facade of a humor
Is to leave in the mitigated phrase
To take another old tumor
And disappear into the haze

Because I will be strong in the day
But at night I fall all the way

Pop Sonnet #2549

This digging horizon of fortitude
Which shines like a globe in the sky
And to leave all the sonnets so crude
Without knowing quite why

But eternally I will have figured
That emphatic nod for a jest
The one that is certainly bigger
Than anyone else that is best

A slight throat chakra I'll take it
Because it builds character up
And if you know time couldn't make it
All the way to the golden cup

I will discuss this at length
Just tell me about your strength