3 Dimensional Interactive Movies

Revised sonnet #1639

Old concrete lane in zigzag stiles still wends
Across a bump its full of holes and cracks
A pace past our old house in sadness ends
High hedge obscures sides splintered trellis lax
Im lost apart I learn life extends
No joie de vivre I sob at chimney stacks
And tiles intact I mightve made amends
A ghost you this heart hurt unhardened tracks
A weekend party waived off weak event
You werent amused I muse yes now I see
A job prospectus prised you off of me
Our weekly wages stretched in meeting rent
Bush branches pushed away whack back apace
And trigger tears I flinch Im flogged full face
Chorus apace pronto swiftly