Pop Sonnet #2800

If there is an end to pain
Let me know the secret
Whenever you may be sane
I would like you not to keep it

Because there is so much to bargain for
In the quest to keep your soul
And make for all the idols more
When running for the goal

And now you are left with just a head
That buckles under scorn
The way we chase down the dread
Of all of the forlorn

And worship the creator always
Unless someone else pays

Pop Sonnet #2801

To keep a mystery from breaking
Beneath the weight of peril
And downplay the shift of making
The whole operation room sterile

When a delight filters through
That feeling like it is here
But in the common escape too
I would pray that you get clear

So I will talk to my friends today
And maybe catch a flick
But when the next turns to clay
The sudden type of wick

That drains my oxygen at night
And chokes out any further fight

Pop Sonnet #2802

So when you are knowing some
The frustration collapses quick
Beneath a diamond bag of Rum
That will fuel the proper trick

That fuels formation tight like rope
The way you cross the crowd
And then hold on for all the dope
In the world would absolutely be allowed

Because you deal with the hallucinations all your life
And like I do you see nothing but phantoms and symbols
And next time you would offer me to the strife
I would ask you for the trembles

That used to seize my inner core
Until it turned to artist lore

Pop Sonnet #2803

Volumes and volumes where do we meet
Somewhere in the middle
Or somewhere on the street
Next to the playing fiddle

That trumps up a number
To beg for a piece of fame
And falls like all the lumber
That looks to the shame

And figure out what happened
In the long black spot
Where the memory is a dead end
And only dreams have taught

The way to take an event and remind
Of all the treasures you can find

Pop Sonnet #2804

When there is a bigger build
To reconcile market gain
To run back to the field
And hop aboard the train

Mix me up with lessons now
So I can learn to write
But when I failed somehow
There was a missing sight

From what could have been
And still may be for good
The way to even get in
To school just like you should

But my professors never fail
They have paved the dusty trail

Pop Sonnet #2805

So come back to me
My lost sheep from the fold
And ask to always see
The proper night is cold

To take away the nightmares
That plague every sleep
Full of withdrawal stares
The ones in psyche so deep

That embed messages to react
And find a further problem
To ask for other types of fact
And audit the next goblin

Which really doesn't always apply
But most of the time I do try

Pop Sonnet #2806

To comply with elders sweet
That come from every way
And give an old man a treat
Of how long we must pray

To the helpers casual lamb
That sits aboard the stern
Leaning heavy to the sham
That all pages will not burn

Of course the cloud keeps safe
As well as like the back up
Unless there is another strafe
And now I have to not crack up

Just because I had to leave
Because of the ways you weave

Pop Sonnet #2807

The bitter tears will never cease
Unless of course they straighten out
And I see your head crease
What is the mercy about

That comes from a lost hope
And love is the last to go
When these bodies cope
With which way they slow

When death creeps in to find
The next order of lives
Buried like a compost rind
And off the board she dives

Because she is a champion all known
And now I wonder groan

Pop Sonnet #2808

If purpose kicks the dust
The idle hands survive
And then the lost trust
Returns the hidden chive

That cooks into a spell ferocious
Keeping the locks on call
To fell a dragon so atrocious
Because it lead to the next doll

Of a girl that I blacked out
When I never learn
That some details are in doubt
The dubious to churn

That factor comes on replete
Until this book is all complete

Pop Sonnet #2809

No point in arguing that case now
Because there are gaps in research
About the works of poetry plow
Through the web with no church

Except a bunch of jumbled texts
That make no sense at all
And the canonized are perplexed
Because they mention the call

Into this lost form of game
That we will center while
The next time you are the same
Never try to run a mile

Unless you are ready to step it up
And forget to eat your giant sup