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{ PGZ EPISODE ZERO/ WEEK 03 _ sonnets 019-028 [of 154] _ 10 sonnets |
TeaTimeSunday / SONNETS
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pudding-girl episode ZERO (wk 3) (continued)
rhetorical verse in
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| PGZ { wk 3 / 14 } |
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{PGZ/03_019_01.01}
"WHY PUT A FAX MACHINE ... beside her bed?"
{PGZ/03_019_01.02}
WRITES IN A PUDDING FAN, who adds: "Mistake...
{PGZ/03_019_01.03}
My fax machine with bell turned off ..." THEY SAID,
{PGZ/03_019_01.04}
"... still makes enough noise printing to awake ...
{PGZ/03_019_01.06}
the 'story' that you've given her, so far:
{PGZ/03_019_01.07}
A cloak-and-dagger FAXING to a man
{PGZ/03_019_01.08}
in HER OWN BEDROOM... Dude, that's just bizarre. ...
{PGZ/03_019_01.10}
but then THAT CRAZY FAX? ... You've gone too far.
{PGZ/03_019_01.11}
Please write this over. Next time rearrange
{PGZ/03_019_01.12}
some logical connections that won't mar ...
{PGZ/03_019_01.14}
Not saying I'm a fan, YET ... I've got "buts."
{PGZ/03_020_02.01}
I DO NOT BLAME THEM. I think that's odd, too.
{PGZ/03_020_02.02}
And how do you wipe faxes blank? Who knows?
{PGZ/03_020_02.03}
I blame it on the rhyme. But what to do?
{PGZ/03_020_02.04}
I don't rewrite... That's how the story flows.
{PGZ/03_020_02.06}
"make sense" before we're done today... If not
{PGZ/03_020_02.07}
in any case I'll exercise my skill
{PGZ/03_020_02.08}
in making rhyming verse. (Well, not a lot).
{PGZ/03_020_02.10}
that I'm defiling Shakespeare's form (each week).
{PGZ/03_020_02.11}
I beat the drum and dance ... but there's no rain
{PGZ/03_020_02.12}
of poetry... Straight prose, few lines oblique.
{PGZ/03_020_02.14}
on "South Park." Shitting out their mouths. That's sick.
{PGZ/03_021_03.01}
No inspiration there... I'll wait awhile.
{PGZ/03_021_03.02}
Now Henry Rollins gives a monologue
{PGZ/03_021_03.03}
about a boring night ... (Don't turn that dial) {g}
{PGZ/03_021_03.04}
... of how he used a toilet seat to flog ...
{PGZ/03_021_03.06}
Some stupid guy at Starbucks said he'd crushed
{PGZ/03_021_03.07}
his penis in the toilet, so he sues.
{PGZ/03_021_03.08}
And Rollins wondered "How?" And never blushed ...
{PGZ/03_021_03.10}
in how to mash your dick with toilet seat.
{PGZ/03_021_03.11}
MY POINT IS ... in my weekly testament
{PGZ/03_021_03.12}
in verse (rhetorical), I won't mistreat ...
{PGZ/03_021_03.14}
(Dick jokes are "fine," but I'd say they lack soul.)
{PGZ/03_022_04.01}
UNDO your sweet connections too well zipped
{PGZ/03_022_04.02}
and titillate your Kunstwollen to flame.
{PGZ/03_022_04.03}
GO LOOK THAT UP -- that word on which you've tripped.
{PGZ/03_022_04.04}
(Believe me, I would have to do the same.)
{PGZ/03_022_04.06}
the pudding-girl MAIL CALL and FEEDBACK LOOP.
{PGZ/03_022_04.07}
How long can we postpone Sagesse's doom?
{PGZ/03_022_04.08}
Have patience, you must help me cook the soup ...
{PGZ/03_022_04.10}
If I just made this up without your "votes,"
{PGZ/03_022_04.11}
the territory that would be traversed
{PGZ/03_022_04.12}
would be as boring as grass-eating goats.
{PGZ/03_022_04.14}
FROM YOUR INPUT, I'll { {
(CONTINUED BELOW)
{PGZ/03_023_05.01}
SAGESSE CAME HOME and found HIM there. Who's he?
{PGZ/03_023_05.02}
"HER BROTHER," writes "VR" -- her reasons good.
{PGZ/03_023_05.03}
Those reasons I'll keep secret while we see
{PGZ/03_023_05.04}
if VR's vision flows ... THE MAN who stood ...
{PGZ/03_023_05.06}
a FAX .... "It's blank, my darling." ... made her wince:
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"Don't call me that... What are you doing here?"
{PGZ/03_023_05.08}
IS HE HER BROTHER? ... Fine by me. Commence:
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I always call you 'darling' when I feel
{PGZ/03_023_05.11}
you need to hear a man who loves you say
{PGZ/03_023_05.12}
some kind endearment... But I'll cut a deal: ...
{PGZ/03_023_05.14}
for brotherly advice, and don't eject ...
{PGZ/03_024_06.01}
... me, then -- instead of 'darling -- I'll say 'slut.'
{PGZ/03_024_06.02}
You like that better?" ... "Fine by me." A smile.
{PGZ/03_024_06.03}
"But why not say Sagesse? ... I know your 'but' ...
{PGZ/03_024_06.04}
However let each wisdom reconcile ...
{PGZ/03_024_06.06}
"Dear sister, 'slut' it is. That was your choice
{PGZ/03_024_06.07}
instead of 'darling." ... You've made your own noose.
{PGZ/03_024_06.08}
Just don't expect your brother to rejoice.
{PGZ/03_024_06.10}
Magnificent in spirit. Must she waste
{PGZ/03_024_06.11}
the gifts of her endowment -- be misled
{PGZ/03_024_06.12}
by strange philosophers? Please change your taste."
{PGZ/03_024_06.14}
You know your way out. I must wash my hair."
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(CONTINUED BELOW)
{PGZ/03_025_07.01}
THAT STRANGE FAX bus'ness. That's still bugging me.
{PGZ/03_025_07.02}
I hear you thinking. Why TO HER machine?
{PGZ/03_025_07.03}
And how could HE ERASE it easily?
{PGZ/03_025_07.04}
Would you be asking that if some SEX scene...
{PGZ/03_025_07.06}
A sister and her brother... you'd forget
{PGZ/03_025_07.07}
about the stupid fax... a consequence
{PGZ/03_025_07.08}
of cultural taboos and human sweat.
{PGZ/03_025_07.10}
Perhaps it IS a DREAM ... That would explain
{PGZ/03_025_07.11}
all strangeness you might see ... (But that's "old hat.")
{PGZ/03_025_07.12}
WHAT IF THE AUDIENCE HAS GONE INSANE?
{PGZ/03_025_07.14}
You missed your medication. Oops. Too bad. {smile}
{PGZ/03_026_08.01}
AN AUDIENCE GONE WILD. I like that thought.
{PGZ/03_026_08.02}
I'll make it worse, unhinge reality
{PGZ/03_026_08.03}
beyond all recognition... If you fought
{PGZ/03_026_08.04}
to reach a solid shore, my cruelty ...
{PGZ/03_026_08.06}
IN PARIS they believe THE FERRIS WHEEL
{PGZ/03_026_08.07}
is gone ... unmade to clear away the blight
{PGZ/03_026_08.08}
of "gaudiness" -- "Good taste," the plotters squeal...
{PGZ/03_026_08.10}
AND WHOSE do you think WINS within these lines?
{PGZ/03_026_08.11}
THEY THINK they're wearing Jockey... I SAY Hanes.
{PGZ/03_026_08.12}
I'll give you beer in bottles for fine wines.
{PGZ/03_026_08.14}
BUT KEEP ON READING, I won't make you blind. {smile}
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(CONTINUED BELOW)
{PGZ/03_027_09.01}
MY DARLING CRAZIES, how I love you so.
{PGZ/03_027_09.02}
Already I can feel THE SHIFT begin
{PGZ/03_027_09.03}
on your well-oiled loose bearings, where we go
{PGZ/03_027_09.04}
from here is OPEN -- all the femmes and men ...
{PGZ/03_027_09.06}
by "All The News That" FITS the petrified
{PGZ/03_027_09.07}
illusions trapped within each cap and gown
{PGZ/03_027_09.08}
the world awards.THANK GOD, my friends, you're fried. {smile}
{PGZ/03_027_09.10}
the tenuous connections that we held
{PGZ/03_027_09.11}
to 'sanity.' Dear Lord, for heaven's sake ...
{PGZ/03_027_09.12}
get out the solder, and re-tack each weld ...
{PGZ/03_027_09.14}
I smile and pour beer-wine for them to drink.
{PGZ/03_028_10.01}
BUT UNLIKE THEM, you're happy with this state.
{PGZ/03_028_10.02}
You leave behind the anchor and set sail
{PGZ/03_028_10.03}
with me... and our Sagesse. A brand new gate ...
{PGZ/03_028_10.04}
(... improbability ... a pink, blue whale ...)
{PGZ/03_028_10.06}
a freedom in a story unexplored
{PGZ/03_028_10.07}
in television hist'ry. Our new toy...
{PGZ/03_028_10.08}
... will be like childhood pudding we adored.
{PGZ/03_028_10.10}
More sense sometimes than others. Have no fears
{PGZ/03_028_10.11}
that slipp'ry choc'late always will defeat
{PGZ/03_028_10.12}
the "logic" that brings laughter, joy and tears.
{PGZ/03_028_10.14}
BUT WHICH of your new selves will rendezvous?
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