Pop Sonnet #4130

Kind of out of it right now
Not that I cannot see the frame
Where experience will bow
To what is serving tame

The holy writ of core and touch
That sample in the call
Where different sorts of such
Will answer in the hall

And creep back into paralytic
Reasons for the trip
That gave a forward analytic
Just watch out for the slip

And look into the eternal glance
I could make for you the pants

Pop Sonnet #4131

And next time you look at me half way
There is a foiled patience ring
Going along with where the tray
Was presently receiving

The lost sword given by a motorist that leapt
Above the golden handle quiet
And forced a look that could have slept
Along with anything in the diet

And feature yourself before the turn
To push into a register gain
That helped you just to learn
And held onto the same

Type of mental state that I was once inside
Now I will be careful which to know applied

Pop Sonnet #4132

And if you have heard it earlier
I could have made the presence
Of a whirling curlier
That looped in by the lens

That was adjustable at best
And fought for decision bold
To repeat the entire quest
And got to what I hold

And if at least there was a spike of looking
And there is presence shown
To be a part of the booking
Before it gets all blown

And if there was a patient mark
I look around inside the shark

Pop Sonnet #4133

Never know if it worked out
But you cannot be the one to look
Knowing just to hear about
The many pages of this book

And not all I have done makes sense
Before the grainy gate
And furthermore I take offense
To anyone with hate

And so it goes before the grind
A service that repairs
Before I look at what is mined
I will show off several stairs

And never exclaim what cannot be
Take a few more rules from me

Pop Sonnet #4134

There is a combustible retread
That forces into stops
The furnish of the silver lead
Returns when you have drops

And now my gut feels all full
But I was partying hard
To be next in line to dull
The hidden note card

And furthermore I take the trip
Furnishing the fretful fate
That can now be the chosen whip
That takes you all the plate

That supplies you with eternal blood
Never knew that it was mud

Pop Sonnet #4135

It seemed almost like things were okay
But then things change fast
Where nothing was to fit always
And channels built to last

The dreaded picture in the hue
Where decent exposed sun
That baseboard planned the few
Where I could feel all done

And never wanted matter
To blast along the shelled
Where misery was fatter
And all were gain impelled

To be a part of whatever worked
And along the animal has lurked

Pop Sonnet #4136

There is a follower to hit
And receive the fellow last
To watch a certain type of bit
That handled things too fast

Where I have seen a gentle rain
Flood after it exploded
And when the ultimate insane
Runs into the eroded

And never take a common loss
Before the miracles of light
Come dancing like the sauce
Of where you take a bite

And my gut is telling me too much
Before I even reach the Dutch

Pop Sonnet #4137

So we question what exists
And make up answers solid
With the knowing part that lists
The company was fallen

Beyond the cove of timing gains
The loss of research floor
And simply going to the lanes
Where dropped was only poor

The quotient of an operation fails
And knowing all the math
That information will go stale
And return to the wrath

And information comes up short
I will need your full report

Pop Sonnet #4138

I was glad that I returned
But it seemed demanding
So the lesson never learned
Was only understanding

That there was a wave
Of vindicated sorts
That line that takes to save
To be exposed in shorts

And now I understand just why
The friendship based on gold
Will only catch the evil sigh
To be placed back on hold

And if anyone agrees that things are better
Then take it all down in a letter

Pop Sonnet #4139

Still around to score a few
Wonder if I will make it to the next
Each day will come in true
And left them all in wrecks

The only day I gave right back
Was the one I could not find
And turning you all of the tracks
To get back into the grind

And now I push on through the blank
That draws a portion to share
And giving up on any blank
There is someone over where

I used to be before I started
Now the waters have been parted