a study toward sonnet #1,219 by FisherKingKQJ

You sense that I'm love crazed, adore our cage,
You catch nervous me with perky patter,
Content being love hidden inside squawked matter-
It'd make perfect sense scrawled on a page.
Adrenalin rush I feel goads the gauge,
You're near, gonads go dull, they scarce matter,
I see you talk, I guess that you flatter,
Or at least play at nice, a nuanced scene stage.
I'm like a zebra finch, whose wings aren't clipped,
But who's annoyed at last with being forcefed,
Who feral goes, sour native fruits soon nipped,
Who misses much the life his sweetheart led.
Two monarch butterflies bred, we'd never eat,
We'd kiss air in a crowd, on swan plants meet.

(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 eat
o $10,000,000 consume
o $10,000,000 devour

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SPADES DIAMONDS CLUBS HEARTS

a study toward sonnet #1,218 by FisherKingKQJ

It was some sort of pleasant waking dream,
The figures, scents, and colours were acute,
My love was laid cross tropic seedless fruit,
She was brushed tasteful in low fat whipped cream.
Quick death of kilojoules cued in as theme,
To which I kneeled most happy new recruit,
My clamped lips counted on her birthday suit
Sliced passionfruit and diced guava one meme.
I licked her pipless red raspberries tips
Atop smooth pavlova lumps, teasing nude,
My love sighed whilst tugged by milk hungry lips,
I dreamed myself immortal, mostly lewd.
In seventh heaven none ports a poohole
To get plump by, nor scars, nor single mole.

a study toward sonnet #1,218 by FisherKingKQJ

a study toward sonnet #1,217 by FisherKingKQJ

Bill me lady's man, as there's little better-
Kissing frappes, female flesh fawning
Cross my cafe table by sail awning,
Picking up chicks grazing as go-getter.
Metabolism fast with thin slips a fetter,
Bulimia styled bodies aren't for mourning,
Padded bikini cups bombast yawning,
Big boobs twenty twenty back a letter.
She'll nest her neck on her fingers
Double chin stretch, and tighten flabby arms;
She'll sit tippytoe since lard malingers,
Her rump and hams can be thick as beach palms.
Cookie cutter line is that she's stunning,
She'll squeal that I lie laidback in cunning.

(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 stunning
o $10,000,000 dropdead
o $10,000,000 knockout

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SPADES DIAMONDS CLUBS HEARTS

a study toward sonnet #1,216 by FisherKingKQJ

The lick of collarbone inspired goose-bumps,
I could hear myself sigh in simple joy,
You were slow, I was slow wet, cued in coy,
We fondled first each others firm, warm rumps.
I woke up pleased on seventh of your pumps,
You weren't my dream first love, that dear young boy,
In my waking dreams, who'd mildly deploy,
The nice and not so nice, yourself tough, yet trumps.
Paolo, I've thought myself largely lucky,
My first and final loves stream intermixed,
Now, your eyes, ears and nose on his are fixed
In my strange life this is weighed least mucky.
I'll swing a more from me than for you slap
Across your bum some day, I'll dote madcap.

(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 slap
o $10,000,000 blow
o $10,000,000 hit

[Autocube3 - for 3d interactive movies.]

SPADES DIAMONDS CLUBS HEARTS

Dear diary,
We'll be sticking to the 60 or 120 frames per second simple
theory of 3d.

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SPADES DIAMONDS CLUBS HEARTS

a study toward sonnet #1,215

The first storm I fought through was made of mind,
Random, rough linked dictionary entries,
Plato's perfect shapes as swell entreaties-
Cyclones, typhoons, hurricanes, storms defined.
The last storm I limped through in lurching wind
Tested my five senses as old sentries-
Sailors have almost drowned for centuries,
I was planed smooth and harmless by sea glass grind.
Cast on a sharp shelled, curving coral reef,
My legs still wrinkled ancient by cold brine,
Alongside pilot whales I wept with grief,
Evoked old society, for which I'd pine.
I was at one with seamless, green webbed legs
Of mermaids who breed bare, hair up from dregs.

(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 legs
o $10,000,000 batons
o $10,000,000 stalks

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SPADES DIAMONDS CLUBS HEARTS

a study toward sonnet #1,214 by FisherKingKQJ

I battled not to leer at her good looks,
The pendulous breasts pent in halter crop
The tiny waist, long legs which wouldn't stop
At snug boy pants hip linked by heart shaped hooks.
She was a saint with nice right angle nooks,
Though no right angel herself, head a prop
On whole of halo, drawing my eyes from strop
Of morning sun, a shield to wreckless sooks.
She wrung sea water out her dark red locks,
Her skin both freckled tan and tanned golden,
Streams spiraled down her quivering cold hocks-
Eve's svelte daughter, of no race beholden
Compass at square, aligned words now describe
Feet sandy in sea glass, avoid diatribe.

(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 describe
o $10,000,000 itemise
o $10,000,000 portray

[Autocube3 - for 3d interactive movies.]

SPADES DIAMONDS CLUBS HEARTS

a study toward sonnet #1,213 by FisherKingKQJ

A friend of your cute crush has got bad news
For you, dear client: you carry four pet hates-
She can't stand your cold, supercilious states,
Your furry fingers, blue eyes with boat shoes.
You can whoop at all things that she coos,
Your fingers might be plucked as smooth as plates,
A brown shirt blends in your eyes tawny striates,
And brown suede boots aren't surely hard to choose.
She'll match love with you, in my masterplan-
Paid phonies talking you up as new friends,
One canny clairvoyant in passing will scan
A palm crease where her fate to your name pends.
To summarise my gumshoe sideline ruse,
You'll cutely crunch into her on your cruise.

(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 ruse
o $10,000,000 dupe
o $10,000,000 hoodwink

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SPADES DIAMONDS CLUBS HEARTS

a study toward sonnet #1,212 by FisherKingKQJ

I languish lonely without sweetie pie,
Miss squeezes, taps and hugs and little smiles-
Her gamine shrug combined with blink beguiles-
For weeks I've wondered if my heart could die.
I've hunted sweetie pie, low, muddle, high,
Trudged through the cafe, club and salon miles,
Stalked supermarket aisles, then stadium stiles,
I've followed lookalikes fast on the fly.
Her genes lifted from this lost gold earring
I've found under my teak bedside table,
From her strands on this shirt which I'm wearing,
I'd clone her one trillion times, if able.
She's been avoiding me, too, too late I tell,
My inner goddess guarantees her well.

(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 tell
o $10,000,000 deduce
o $10,000,000 figure

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SPADES DIAMONDS CLUBS HEARTS

a study toward sonnet #1,211 by FisherKIngKQJ

Spies saw you chuck white deckchairs in a fray
In Tel Aviv, saw you seethe in Beirut streets,
In Maltese bars zoomed in your fist air beats
You gave your Paolo gross signs in dismay.
Your Paolo summons enemies who'd slay,
He rubs his betters rudely, favours cheats;
Stitch two plastic bombs in his trouser pleats,
This briefcase of fresh euro bills your pay.
We made up on the Etna mount snow slopes,
Again in Antione Thermal baths' cool room,
Once more while heaving Suez Canal hemp ropes,
Together we got back the love you doom.
I'm someone else then, what I said, please strike,
Quote double agent duping Mossad, if you like.

(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 strike
o $10,000,000 cancel
o $10,000,000 neutralise

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SPADES DIAMONDS CLUBS HEARTS

The Open Prison
a one act play to demonstrate three dimensional
interactive movies

George a bartender and kidnapper
Georgie his underage hostage
Maria the landlady

George "I shaved my organ to make it look like a
little boy's. I think that I can tell you that as you've been
my baby for two years, now. I can trust you with that
sensitive confession."
Georgie "I think you shaved yourself to make yourself
look bigger, to scare me."
George "Never! You're the prettiest girl I've ever seen.
I wouldn't touch you. You're a goddess.
Have you gone short of anything
in this underground bolt hole?"
Georgie "I miss homework, I miss my pretend friends, my
personal bully, my parents out at all hours."
George "You can get all the news you need on the latest
dictators from the newspaper. Beauty tips. I used to serve your father
in the bar and he'd say he couldn't stand you. Then for a while
he cried tears for the media. Then the media got sick of him
taking up space. Now, he says he's glad to be rid of you
passing teenage phase or not, and noone notices as I
pour him a beer."
Georgie "But they're sure to catch you, sooner or later."
George "I'll commit suicide first. We'll cross that bridge
when we come to it."
Georgie "Can I help you dig? I've got some time to kill."
George "Absolutely not. You've been a bad girl, Georgie.
This room is going to be smaller with a trellis across it,
you are going straight to jail, Georgie."
Georgie "But what did I do? I couldn't swing a cat in here."
George "You'll be doing a bank holiday in pokie
where you can swing a brown Norwegian rat all you like."

(To be continued)