Pop Sonnet #6130

Think it is not too far from here
But already bracing back
Where you can have a once by fear
And twice by second rack

And that makes me feel once
The next portrayal in
The separated runts
And where we go on thin

That makes for me a sheltered quiz
And went to the factual state
Where you could know the falter is
Where you came up with late

And you know that if I am gone someone will come back
In my place to sell the notes that no one needed to hack

Pop Sonnet #6131

That is not an allegory I mean
Because that would never fly
And when you open scenes
The cause behind the cry

Which held onto a mighty pick
And dropped me off in the stale
Where I was here already sick
And wherever there is a veil

To stand behind the courage faint
The logic that will share
And when you went through paint
There we have to fare

With whatever sympathies unsheathed
That will be the time we breathe

Pop Sonnet #6132

And I know that it plays for me
The next mix is where I planned
And that holds on for free
The object elemental hand

That treasure trove of awareness and pause
Where mighty has reckoned fast
The absolute governed laws
And the ultimate is last

That is what it meant one day
But I could not find the stack
Where lessons were already to stay
And combination wanted back

And there is a fruition solid whole
That could have struck up merry lull

Pop Sonnet #6133

That will bounce you off the grid
And left for you to talk
Was all that fit under the lid
When you begin to stalk

And linger where the animal saved
And next time take a quest
The double number to be waived
Unless the ticker rests

That could have been a quicker line
But I knew you would need help soon
And that is where you sign
For what is up to the rune

And you can pleasantly oppose
The license they had to close

Pop Sonnet #6134

And really I will have the count
In minutes from now but hard
To get through the standard amount
And then drop another card

Which to me was to frame
The hold in dire practical knave
And was holding all the saem
Until you ran the save

That was important cannot believe
We are deeper to the past
That had to belong in the sleeve
And was not very cast

Into the repetition that flows over the words as one
Will be the start of the final question done

Pop Sonnet #6135

That will get me going from
A closer illusion to the back
Which could be where to come
And then drop into cracks

That hold on to me the effort floor
The excitement in the steady
Where someone knew some whore
And was back to the ship already

And really to close this gap
I will push on through the wall
And that will ride the lap
Unless someone will fall

Into the trap that settles the score
Once in awhile go some more

Pop Sonnet #6136

Without a revelation barred there is
No eternal hope to tell
When boundless as the day gives
Was here to mark the well

In case it disappears from the scene
And never rises to return
Where logic comes to mean
That the look will burn

And that is why I am ready for three
But still held into lock
The courage that it takes for me
Was spelling out the block

And if you look at the made up file
This will still be another mile

Pop Sonnet #6137

I do not think when lining up the verse
The best thing to do is run
Because the knowledge of the worst
Will spell out just for fun

And help me to see the quickest fourth
That dropped into place will
Have a forest somewhere north
And feature the rest of the bill

And really if you think with us
That will leave a trail
Feathered in the more bound bust
The least of these prevail

And here we see the only recording
Of the attitude rewarding

Pop Sonnet #6138

Already know that everything must be
Typed with precision unless
The backspace and delete key
Will never want to rest

Because you know that even now
I have to shorten the time
That it takes when handling how
The left over is the crime

When evidence comes piling up again
And that takes position frame
Where once in awhile they have in
The time that wills to the name

Written on the wall in front of the bathroom
There are types of accidents that came all so soon

Pop Sonnet #6139

And here we have the only ride
That lasts at different rates
Because you never know the side
Of when you turned out great

That was the sign you leave to gain
The object of the roast
And the next ferocious tired stain
Was here to call the ghost

Because the spores attract the spirits
They are searching for the dirt
To be a draw point to clear it
And never want to hurt

The causeway in the bridge they cross
Will see a materialization loss