Revised sonnet 85

My friend and I insist on settling bills

Our bar accounts are clearly overdue

A cougar now youve honed your hunting skills

And were young bucks embracing seeming new

Take what you want avoid a war of wills

My friend and I are bent upon your brew

Our livers liquor aged in scars and rills

Minds poured the hypnotising amber hue

My friend and I are going to early grave

The principal implies our interest

Menage a trois the trade you likely crave

Too late as pussycat to quell that quest

My friend and I if doubled down as scions

Our livers centuries old lure two lions

Chorus scions heirs progenies

Revised sonnet #84

In Amsterdams tight antiquarian loop

Young blonde I meet her hair heaped curly mass

Espresso sipped amidst the munch of stroop

Then mochaccino toke and speculaas

Emiles art finest class it claims your whoop

The phantom bidders reward that fixers sass

On bail at large and free to fly the coop

The nazified Tdjmutt painting beats impasse

That personal assistant sports your looks

Though fluke I fear Ill fall in love again

The mirror maps the wrinkles fixes brain

I miss the bosom cup the nudge of nooks

Two serious students when we wed on whim

Our love the painters life if often grim

Chorus whim impulse vagary

Revised sonnet #83

You see the fickle world is wont to praise

The pushy whom in current shape it spurns

The passive popular till final days

It mutes and modulates to burial urns

I write that off as odd as passing craze

The next Id guess the sooks of stomach churns

The butterflies of vacillating ways

The bobbing bullseye accuracy earns

Id like to show myself in certain style

In silks and satins nervous next to nil

Id like to suck on sugar coated pill

Of flattery and fib to lessen bile

Id like to be just me of humble heft

Ill start to salvage soul though littles left

Chorus heft import mass

 

Revised sonnet #82

Just like the other man I miss the mark

A shame I lack in bite he lacks in spine

Id grab his gifts to overlay those mine 

I see Im like a whale hes like a shark

Theres emptiness inside this story arc

I see your smirks to secret speech incline

You rarely flatter either man too fine

I see Im like a gluon hes like a quark

Attraction then is purely physical

Ive found another whom Id kiss and cup

Attacked as superfluous I stiffen up

You catch eyes intimately quizzical

You wanted more or less a modern man

I did the best I could to prop your plan

Chorus man fellow guy

Revised sonnet #81

I slouch along the metal shelter bench

And ponder much the poster flush in glass

Ill move on off once over drizzle drench

The humble hostess smiles at every class

I guess that giantess sells exotic fix

Your brain abroad its problems swiftly shrink

At rate of frames I fathom blink turns wink

Just her and me the meme I mustnt nix

Once brave I carry over reddish coals

The hostess curled in muscular arms mine

The searing pain I feel in naked soles

At Kalis Thanith feast I show some spine

Air Tophequsi your hostess hosts a dream

I mightve put in her eyes happy gleam

Chorus dream fancy reverie