3 Dimensional Interactive Movies

a study toward sonnet #812 by FisherKingKQJ

Digits on that plaque read twenty twenty,
And bubbles cross my lips zipped from afar;
I remember that you'd beat me plenty
Explains me now as this head in a jar.
White coated medics dug about your char-
You'd died asleep in usual old age bliss,
No deathbed blubbed regrets or pleas to mar
Your phoney public face, coccooned from hiss.
I've outlived you, I take comfort in this,
Enjoy strange allergies that pass for pain;
And people would say it so wrong to diss
The dead who might attempt reply in vain.
How young love can somehow yet be saviour,
Cancel blackouts, envied blunt behaviour.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 saviour
o $10,000 lifebouy
o $10,000 rescuer

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