Pop Sonnet #4180

Thought for a minute that nothing would get done
Because of the tiredness in my decisions
And if the breaking point never gets one
Of the singular points of atomic fission

That we never understand but act as though we do
And then to push into a clearer spot
Of what takes the form of everything new
And gains all momentum when hot

And glares into the formula sleek
The wrenches in the pack
And takes a number for the week
And positions you in back

The level prime of empty gain
Will spread the word around the main

Pop Sonnet #4181

And I would finish the thought if I could
But apparently rescued for
The golden look at what all they should
Linger on by the store

And fit a courage plate onto the wrist
And fight for anything slipped
The mercy looks in at the ultimate tryst
And settles down into the clipped

Of a dozen times later that I would have marked
The notches were growing so fast
And if there would have been another parked
I would have always been last

And make for a presence in the system brings
All of the others will be holding things

Pop Sonnet #4182

To get through the massive in width
The length of a run on that flows
And journey to follow the myth
Whatever will help with the grow

And I was mistaken to share with the crew
The only lost map that resurfaced
When there was a perfect set of the glue
They would have asked for the worthless

And if the whole plant comes tearing inside
The choices you kept all around
The furthermore company asks to deride
When everything here underground

Is in a place hidden so no one will stop
The permanent feeling of belonging to the top

Pop Sonnet #4183

This may take awhile with all the thoughts burning
And collapsing before rising again
And if you pardon me for the earning
I would have sighted you in

And if I can take a shelter at least
And push into lenient shake
The eyes are all focused on the feast
While never present in the take

So I will collapse with a memory sold
The bottomed out dregs of my mind
When anything comes along out of the cold
And never really looked so blind

And I would remind you that all was at stake
When you swam across the widened out lake

Pop Sonnet #4184

And distractions aplenty when going on
The maker was shifted in guilt
Properly counting all of the things pawn
When operative normalizes wilt

That comes to the waterless plants
In the back of the garden
And there was a hero been out to dance
And properly saw all the harming

That could not be done without a straight face
And when I go long I get longer
Because all of the existence we trace
Back to the beginning of stronger

Waves of magic than I have ever seen
Now you can know exactly what I mean

Pop Sonnet #4185

And if there was only a little bit left
For the sipping time flew into madness
The further I go beneath the whole cleft
Of a rock that will send you the sadness

And I want to cage into preferred proportions
Among a slippery knot
That was tied to relieve the distortions
From coming back into rot

And the dimension of favor time crew
Was an refusal so captured
And if the jealousy lives on in you
I would have known to be raptured

By the last kiss of a perfect score card
When you go down you go down so hard

Pop Sonnet #4186

And if they ask me what things are all next
I would explore the next thought
What is the perfect type of the text
What else have you forgot

And in the tide of the even perfection
That shows a look at the norm
Where someone is out at the only complexion
That tears up the perfected form

And if I can ask for a blissful remorse
That contradiction lost on deaf ears
For there is nothing to feel like a course
That was the one I left for years

So show me the way back to the room's entrance
And I will stand right next to the defense

Pop Sonnet #4187

And to go on at this point kind of funny
How early the lateness becomes
Because everywhere drips the tastiest honey
For anyone that knows the sums

Of the equation built up to make friends
And tie on the bounty for shots
The dissipating real world that has to depend
On the way to regain the old spots

Of a perfect order that we can follow
Before anyone else looked away
And coming along beside the sorrow
That took a moment to say

When I make for the bottom of the widened dig
Could anything ever be so big

Pop Sonnet #4188

To keep on digging even when there is nothing
To latch onto just to bite
And when the forward pass leans over bluffing
I think I end up all right

And just to bottom out confusing pass
That settles into the dividend match
The further I go beyond anything last
Will force me to go in and catch

All the microbes exploding in space
Before I station you quicker
The perfect performance that all is in case
The actions are getting quite thicker

So walk for a mile into the bear bones
Of a forest that is filled with drones

Pop Sonnet #4189

So it has come to the final envisioned
That pours out like wine on the scene
And takes anything ever repositioned
And then will talk to the green

Of the made up from a cycle drift
The package is still on the way
And if a cycle was ever made to lift
Nothing would get put away

And ever a license for a trip to the road
Before the crumbling drained
And I would have only been too happy showed
All the thoughts upon the old trained

And if you go out before the door closes
Make sure no one is living on what supposes