Pop Sonnet #7220

Whenever it feels the count is low
I simply push forward and attack
The messages you flow
Come into the decision tact

Which shares a different perspective with
The properly retaining sense
Which comes about to myth
And wears upon the fence

That keeps you there like a guardian going front to stop
There when certain lights flash on and off
Which could conquer the crop
And sent me into a lesson cough

Which for me was like a lesson that I never understood
Keeping things all certain for the gentleness I could

Pop Sonnet #7221

I think I may have invited him in
Before the curtain is diving
There in the impetus see ten
Where someone was only surviving

Which for me is the next idea I want to have
And push so hard something comes
When you see the mistakes the laugh
Was here when the opposite drums

And I would take a moment just to see you at the line
Where the cosmos brought us fixing
And the ultimate day will see the kind
Of where the other days were only mixing

And that is why I write in length to keep the plan afloat
What would you pass on to me if I had just one note

Pop Sonnet #7222

That is what I live for there
The mixup in the triple
Was clinging to the earth and chair
Was here to make it simple

And everywhere I go to planning
To see what is working already
And even if the carts are all standing
There is a flow that is steady

Which I tap into before knowing the race
Which for me if I push out to the last take
There I can look you all right in the face
And knowing once in awhile the sake

Of a performance beyond the light
Which takes things to mean there is no more right

Pop Sonnet #7223

For certain in the coming up section
I see a face of challenge
And wondered for election
Was history in hours

Was about as fast as I could escape
And worried about the episode
I had to position tape
When asked about the leper zone

Which for me is as funny as I make it out to be
As for what I am looking into
And going ahead to push it to the plea
Where certainty is what I do

And that is what I meant to say before it turned back over
Set up situations that you can always say you dove her

Pop Sonnet #7224

And even if this is a point to notice
I take from certainty the rest
The pathway in the closed owned us
And everyone seems to invest

In the corporate hemisphere
The words allow the circuit
Which dances when you next time year
Was here in the whole perfect

Timing is everything and you can see
Where belonging made up time
And once in awhile they can flee
To get the paradigm

In order to be half way done
I am ready to smoke one

Pop Sonnet #7225

And I think I solved the problem just then
And the music is faintly dissolving
Which could be the situation I am in
And was currently objectively evolving

Which made for a current and the rest cannot keep
Which brings me around elevator and press
The button to the floor where you find the sweep
And made up of everything unless

There is someone to give back a cord
That will keep you in check to remind
There in the day you were scored
And whatever security finds

There in the magic stack I was to wake
Once in awhile it seems like I can make

Pop Sonnet #7226

Which for me is simple and easy to get
There is a task ahead that makes me go in
Which was already what they had bet
And that is why I cannot win

Which takes a full page and maps it all out
For me has everything to do with how presented
The past in the hanger which was all in doubt
The currency in the resented

Which is for me why I have more to acquire
The diving in most of the form
Was here in the weaponry used by a dire
Escape artist in the big storm

Which for me I am not predicting the way
Things will turn out so much better today

Pop Sonnet #7227

And now I will see that the words flow around
And when you look at things that will change
Finding it out when the symmetry crowned
The rack up against the whole range

Which for me had to look back
When you were shortened for a reason
There beyond the only lack
Was that which they were believing

And if you look at the forest
To see a jealous God
The somewhat seemed in chore best
The wave to be in pods


The circus clown will wear a mask and take a frame of mind
What would you have left to give if there is nothing to find

Pop Sonnet #7228

So getting there is half the fun
And knowing back to back writing
Was about the day when I was done
And knowing what to be inviting

Was here to jump around and skip
Through tides of words so running
And was entirely the trip
That kept the maker wanting

That only reach beyond the shelf again in the midst of a thread
Where prophecies rely on what is sold
The instant that I see you makes for what I do instead
And purity is always in the old

That makes a simple track of weight
Posit this for those too great

Pop Sonnet #7229

And if I end on this note further
I see that I have broken the score
The day was about all that worth her
Mask she tied to the door

That my friends is how it works
When you were questioning everything
And speed up all the empty clerks
And stood above the sting

Which was the most I had seen beyond
Take it to the limit and back
Which came to me about as fond
As someone makes the stack

So press with me the open flow
And nothing is for you to know