Pop Sonnet #6010

Early in the gain for number count
That headed right into the pick
And looking at the whole amount
Would get you here so quick

And that is something I noticed here
That revelry is not ashamed
And look in through the rear
Which reveals why it is named

And that is why I stumble into
A weapon for the craft
Longing for the sickness true
Wondering why they laughed

And during the time we were separated in the battle
That is why everyone should see the rattle

Pop Sonnet #6011

And nothing seems to kick the mode
Into a coil boldly
That was here to set back the code
And look how very moldy

Was the last few questions I had for them
To remember that I was involving drugs
And hoping that the light never grew dim
When you remember to tug

On the boot that is never removed
To illustrate the question of haste
Which no one knew if they had proved
That some were losing taste

And that is exactly why I waited
No one else but you related

Pop Sonnet #6012

And I am staring right at the staying
Which means I will be there in flow
The more that I was sitting praying
And after awhile to know

And that makes a difference no matter what
Happens curiosity will take root
And handle the strut
Of a calibrated flute

That was here for reasons I could not admire
The chance that no one will follow
Means the fierceness is of the dire
And all the words become hollow

There is something I have to do
To make me feel a lot like you

Pop Sonnet #6013

I just regained all the faith
That I had sometimes lost
The thing that kept me going in wraith
Was when he had not bossed

The last word always has the punch
And that will draw you closer still
Make up any excuse at lunch
Receiving more of will

And when you absolutely fall apart
The core is made of wood
And noticing the start
That is all the way to good

Up the path where the ending makes
A second time you saw the stakes

Pop Sonnet #6014

So I wonder how far I could get
If I just went upon
And if there was another hit
He could be now gone

And you never had to report in
Beyond the law enforcement
Every time you look back there has been
A difficult requirement

And that is why I conform a lot
And disappear into the channel
Which leads me to the spot
And that already handled

Even going on right now becomes a challenge I admit
To the meaning of the words that kept us part of bits

Pop Sonnet #6015

Already knew what I was talking about
In time you see the cash
That was already here all the vote
Would stabilize the hash

Unless there was a bed too long
And rolling out the door
Was a really perfect song
That always took the floor

And even in a few more minutes
I will be acting upon the game
That is here to just want to lend it
To the property that clunky train

That you had installed the next few verses
Upon the opening of her purses

Pop Sonnet #6016

So as the letters drop along the page
And if you even had a choice
There we see a certain stage
That gave us back the noise

Of revolution appearing in every direction
And that is why it hurts
Once in awhile go complexion
For the next time you made alerts

That were already happening rapidly for this
Was the only time anyone had told
Yet everything was in remiss
And came the letter bold

And anything that was alright
Ran on like nothing else to bite

Pop Sonnet #6017

And as I run the ragged trail
Toward the complete section
There is a gain that does unveil
And suffers for the election

That anyone can concentrate
Knowing what to buy
And every thing I see too late
Is here to get the cry

Of a call of song to make the soul rewake
To be a bitter bounce to boil
And look at me all along the break
And gave them all the oil

And here you see we are getting far
Unless you were the one to bar

Pop Sonnet #6018

In this business I have talked
To many of the kings
And knowing that the purpose blocked
It was the deal to bring

The script I noticed was so tight
That anything to reveal
Was already here in sight
And left me with the feel

Of a hobby so revolving time will leave a trail
Unless there was a double line to write
That was in the same cut and left a nail
Where you overlooked the next night

That fell with a vengeance upon the street
You are a person they would like to meet

Pop Sonnet #6019

If I keep pushing this machine
Into a visible dimension holy glass
That was here in the fortune scene
And left you all in last

Where there is a moment to settle the whim
That rush was in the brain
And look around at what you trim
To know it is all the bane

Of her existence act like I don't know
The ready made equivalent
Comes knocking on the window
And only if things never lent

To the chaos that ensues here and other places
There is a certain amount of time in cases