3 Dimensional Interactive Movies

a study toward sonnet #272


Maybe boys in leather thongs who gyrate
Are my thing - I'm terribly unaware
Of my own life, my mood swings to irate
One moment, the next to bubbling cheer.
After a beer and chaser shot I can leer
Unbridled at a hard hat and tool belt,
A strip down to white boxer underwear,
A smooth ribcage and a backside svelte.
The women ooh and aah; he's often dealt
Crude remarks or a witty wolf-whistle,
And oddly, my vacant heart could melt
As I heatsearch over his love missile.
The astronomic price of cocktail drinks
Always back to humdrum reality links.


Always back to humdrum reality links.
Always back to humdrum reality connects.
Always back to humdrum reality joins.