3 Dimensional Interactive Movies

study towards sonnet #107 by FisherKingKQJ

I resented his aura of power and his
Obtuse sarcasm. So why did a tremor
Snake down my spine asserting bliss?
He smirked at me in mocking horror
As if I had a smear on my nose. No score.
I seared him with an indignant look. He'd
Contrived his own defeat in Pyrrhic war.
I drew a shallow breath and then freed
It. Words formed and died in a huge screed
Before they found voice. I had to dredge
Lethe itself to keep my eyes on the bead,
Emotionless. I felt a pulse on the edge
Of my throat. He was late, the date a botch.
I tapped the face of my little gold watch.

{3D interactive chorus:}

Of my throat. He was late, the date a botch.
Of my throat. He was late, the date a disaster.
Of my throat. He was late, the date a flub.