Pop Sonnet #3540

Erase the suture when she cuts
That total isolation that rides
Along with several sheets of what
I would like to keep inside

But every once in awhile I seek
The matador of composition
That leads me to the heart side week
And offers a nice position

Where I can save an amount of flesh
And talk to strangers when they cry
But never seemed to keep it fresh
When illustrating why

And I will talk to anyone
That needs encouragement to run

Pop Sonnet #3541

So turn to the rule of thirds when taking
Pictures of the event in school
And I would always just be thanking
The amount that you remained cool

And dig that trip along with tact
Where journeys never cease to go on
And there is a prize under the cracked
Mirror that was gone

From the room and spread the rest
Of a ground that shakes
Along with several in the chest
That you know we will fake

And I will go as far as I can
That is really the only plan

Pop Sonnet #3542

Unless you have seen an escape route
That collides with certain choices
And offers any part of the doubt
To any of the voices

That are characters now what a bind
You have me in to write it all
And I would return to you a kind
Of hoping for the call

That she would give if she had a chance
But I am looking again at snow
Where there was a place to dance
And gone just to already go

And now I wait for the muse to hit me
After all no snake has bit me

Pop Sonnet #3543

Just don't count the venom drips
That locks into position
The way to shake up varied quips
And design when they miss him

And I would lock the poetry
The way everyone can read
And take a simple go at sea
Where company is in dread

And you will find for me the quick
Jumping to defeat them now
The offer makes us all get sick
And run off when they allow

Any of us to put in fire
There is something here for the tire

Pop Sonnet #3544

And now I complete more than I know
When there are questions running
Back and forth across the show
That I have mistakenly been gunning

Against the terror that inflicts
Our land with hardcore knots
That we would have this problem licked
But why violence is the shot

I will be a peacemaker my whole life
Nothing really to fight over at all
And anyway I left my wife
Or she left and I was tall

To order any word that comes up with a line
That is the way this works to get into the mind

Pop Sonnet #3545

Turn to look around and see
That everything is gone
And the music plays for me
The blues of yesterday's song

That I would encourage to erupt
Into flames upon invitation
And if any time they get corrupt
You will spin the nation

To a cavorting mare and shines
That holds onto the rope
When offered to be all just wine
That pours into the cope

That I will use to get away
And now I will sit down to pray

Pop Sonnet #3546

But a constant stream is here to tap
The flow when in creation
There is just a nicer chap
To watch the end of nations

Where things have fallen down and landed
Right where I cannot see
And after all the bottle handed
Back into the state agree

Where shining forces disparate bands
Have asked you for the ration
That you know when she understands
Keep that whip a lashing

Unless you know a better method too
I would really like to know what you would do

Pop Sonnet #3547

But the end of war is what we want
And stumbling to my cross
I would have to ask for a front
Upon the profit loss

For the way we lose our land
And jealous is the spiker
When there is more to understand
Should have been a biker

That way I could crave remorse
Coming in through shreds
You can take me to the course
And I will have the meds

Which is not a word I just found
And I will use it in case of a pound

Pop Sonnet #3548

That comes scathing when I took his mate
But no one thinks it happened
Just a dream of any fate
And my eternal is the tap end

Where I can feel a flow for two
Coming in through automatic channels
Of mediums that bring the clue
Back into the panels

Of knowing what the writers wish
That everyone could go on
When there are more to swish
The water feeds the fawn

And during off season we tell stories
Where there are plans of any more please

Pop Sonnet #3549

Backwards diction all around me
Cannot escape from grading
Which you know would really end the plea
That nothing was just fading

And I want to dance along
But I have pushed through the plane
That comes once in awhile to the song
And when I live I drain

Out the surplus words that travel through
The air and wind up somewhere
You can take a pausing crew
That know they will have to bear

The circumstantial consequence we all knew was there
Next time stop by and I will come up for air