Pop Sonnet #6050

While I am forgetting what I need to do
There is a charge for the handles
That was already becoming the crew
That operated with channels

About to look up anything that will remind
But never getting back to the thought
And when you go ahead and sign
The paper when they bought

And there is a problem we can arrive
At with the course of luck
That runs alongside the drive
And reminds us to both duck

When the ball is flying by
I will return to the sky

Pop Sonnet #6051

And there may be more than I reckoned
But the lines seem to rise and fall
When the moment was at the second
The wait is over for the call

And you know that anyone mixes
With the patent in the film stock
That was already available fixes
And now I rejoin with the block

That sends me a movie straight from the warehouse
And that is why I am in this club
Because I know whatever sleeps in the douse
Will know what is up for the hub

That was already pushing to exit the seat
And without knowledge we all must repeat

Pop Sonnet #6052

So when the certain cloud remains to push
And I have no idea what I was even thinking
The riddle of the only shush
Was here right next to me sinking

And that is why I am always scared
Of a breakdown of the machine
And that is the reason I impaired
My own thought cycle seen

That was already worried a lot
And no one else was there
But when you drive me into the shot
That line was taking care

Of the derivatives in the label
There is an idea for the table

Pop Sonnet #6053

And I take shots for all you give up
And that is why I leave
To be emboldened by the sup
That came when you had your sleeve

All in the water to push along
And that is why it is clean now
And to sing out the live song
That was right here to wow

The pressure in the link was there
And I was never entirely sure
What comfort could remind the chair
That anyone is stirred

That I was just about to tell you
But then things never came through

Pop Sonnet #6054

I had forgotten where the triple was
But if you think about it there is more
That obeys the things she does
And gives us a newly operative floor

That was about to shovel ground
Into a pit of encouraged flame
And when you look to the bound
There is an average name

That you may not remind
The argument thrown out
And cast a perfect blind
Upon the only doubt

And that is why I have to think
That no one else will have to drink

Pop Sonnet #6055

And I am just going onward
Because though warned I run
For a livelier poem to be floored
By what is making us shun

The absolute fermented is the drink
That you can have a shorter head
That was about to again blink
And wind up here in bed

That I would push for closure final
The voice inside the sink
That kept me all the mighty vinyl
Only for the brink

Of all the issues we can start to understand
Whatever you think I agree with that grand

Pop Sonnet #6056

And it just makes sense to go for dawn
Because the half is so near
And that is what I am counting on
And whatever you cheer

To get to the end will take a miracle fast
And that is why I am having a card
When you pushed around the cast
And handled everything so hard

When I am getting on with color
And pushing as hard as they allow
When you seem to reach the number
There is a certain way how

To show me what you want and tell me it is all right
When left up to thinking alone this night

Pop Sonnet #6057

That is why I go so clocked
By a shovel of lead in the head
That was about to be blocked
By the ideal that is said

And I do not think the mightier plan
Would be allowed in the purple folder
That could have been a land
That kept you when you hold her

And in my arms I found the girl
And that is why I could have slept
With the dent in the curl
And whatever you have kept

Get me to the end today so I can prove
That I will always make another move

Pop Sonnet #6058

Frustrating about my memory when you know
That nothing is reminding me what to do
And when questions leave me to show
There is a position just for you

And I would be the one to crank it out
And that means the complexity retells
That position which will take the doubt
And plant it into bells

That come about when we play hard
And allow a moment to be alive
And when you are in the card
Making us want to drive

For a really long distance just to see
What things will belong to me

Pop Sonnet #6059

The islands will hide them they will be lost
And whatever the word count I know
That whatever things wind up in the cost
That will probably be a slight blow

That kept me buying like a club
And sent me to the mount
That was already in the drub
That kept me here to count

Interact with miles of machines
And automatons will rise
To take us where the only seams
Were sutured for the prize

That never seemed to catch me in
A moment that I could have to win