3 Dimensional Interactive Movies

Sonnet #61 by FisherKingKQJ

We scramble up the wet wharf groynes and piles
Embossed by rock oysters and black mussels
A pillbox crab with sponge on head beguiles-
Behind blue anemones he scuttles.
My love bites and sucks out some tainted blood
From a fine gash just above my left knee
My glistening thigh caked in sand and mud
Streams ruddy but I have no memory.
We look at purple rib mussel clusters
And we suspect their hard razor sharp lips-
The tethered dinghy bobs, seabreeze blusters-
A mauve starfish a limpet grinds and grips.
My love says we're fortunate to admire
The diced antibiotics of the vampire.

{3D interactive chorus:}

My love says we're fortunate to admire.
My love says we're fortunate to esteem.
My love says we're fortunate to regard.


summer 1971