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PGZ EPISODE ZERO/ WEEK 14 _ sonnets 145-154 [of 154] _ 10 sonnets
TeaTimeSunday / SONNETS
by BOKE
pudding-girl
episode ZERO (wk 14)
(finalè)
SEGMENT TITLE:
10, 9, 8, 7 . . .

rhetorical verse in
Shakespearean sonnet form
(a 10-sonnet sequence)

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PGZ { wk 14 / 14 }

{PGZ/14_145_01.01} SINGS SK8TR-GRRL: "... IT'S ALL BEEN DONE BEFORE ... "

{PGZ/14_145_01.02} "Why ... go ... make things so COMPLICATED, 'boi'?"

{PGZ/14_145_01.03} (The other words she sings you can ignore.

{PGZ/14_145_01.04} It's only these two fragments I'll deploy ...

 
{PGZ/14_145_01.05} ... to launch this fourteenth sequence to conclude

{PGZ/14_145_01.06} the hundred fifty-four of fourteen lines.)

{PGZ/14_145_01.07} "Frustrated" teen girl song to set the mood:

{PGZ/14_145_01.08} WE LOOP LAVIGNE {Lah-VEEN} into P-G designs ...

 
{PGZ/14_145_01.09} ... to bridge THE WRITER's harsh philosophies

{PGZ/14_145_01.10} against the status quo ... with angry teen-

{PGZ/14_145_01.11} girl discontent with boy stupidities.

{PGZ/14_145_01.12} More perfectly frustrated, HE's the queen ...

 
{PGZ/14_145_01.13} ... of piss and vinegar. FROM THERE WE START

{PGZ/14_145_01.14} TO TELL SAGESSE'S STORY'S FINAL PART.

 

{PGZ/14_146_02.01} WE SLIDE BACK 20 CENTURIES to prove

{PGZ/14_146_02.02} that SK8TR-GRRL is right. That nothing's new.

{PGZ/14_146_02.03} Just press your finger on Christ's birth, then move

{PGZ/14_146_02.04} the timeline back four more to 402 ...

 
{PGZ/14_146_02.05} ... B.C. (Four twenty-six?) -- the end of March: { Tea-Time-In-LA smile}

{PGZ/14_146_02.06} THE ATHENS DIONYSIA contests

{PGZ/14_146_02.07} of tragedy and comedy... Un-parch

{PGZ/14_146_02.08} our wineless throats, skip tragedy for jests ...

 
{PGZ/14_146_02.09} ... as ARISTOPHANES is PUT ON TRIAL

{PGZ/14_146_02.10} (in his own play) ... by CLEON who accused

{PGZ/14_146_02.11} the poet-playwright... Said his words defile

{PGZ/14_146_02.12} the demos -- mocked the people -- and abused ...

 
{PGZ/14_146_02.13} ... their politicians. Called them stupid sheep.

{PGZ/14_146_02.14} (The play is lost, but surely wise and deep.) {ewg}

 

{PGZ/14_147_03.01} Big A. mocked CLEON in most ev'ry play.

{PGZ/14_147_03.02} BUT people still elected C. to lead

{PGZ/14_147_03.03} them into battle. Poets have their say,

{PGZ/14_147_03.04} but no one cares -- it's just verse jokes they need ...

 
{PGZ/14_147_03.05} ... to laugh anxiety away while drunk

{PGZ/14_147_03.06} on wine. This was before the Prozac wave

{PGZ/14_147_03.07} (though warriors might chew coca for some spunk).

{PGZ/14_147_03.08} WE WON'T DISCUSS the democratic slave ...

 
{PGZ/14_147_03.09} ... of our postmodern age. WE DON'T HAVE TIME!

{PGZ/14_147_03.10} There's ONLY seven sonnets left! ... Good God!

{PGZ/14_147_03.11} What is THE CRAZY WRITER's paradigm?

{PGZ/14_147_03.12} for reas'nable conclusions? Runs roughshod ...

 
{PGZ/14_147_03.13} ... across the expectation dominoes

{PGZ/14_147_03.14} (with lines, like that, so bad they curl your toes). {smile}

 

{PGZ/14_148_04.01} SKATE UP TO SHAKESPEARE'S TIME ... Coast 'round the earth...

{PGZ/14_148_04.02} Roll down the road towards Edo... Catch a glimpse

{PGZ/14_148_04.03} of samurai MUSHASHI giving birth

{PGZ/14_148_04.04} to his identity. SEE: No one "crimps" ...

 
{PGZ/14_148_04.05} ... his style. Though their bold blood may dull the shine

{PGZ/14_148_04.06} on his blade for a moment ... 'Till he's wiped

{PGZ/14_148_04.07} it clean -- his signature A SPREADING LINE

{PGZ/14_148_04.08} OF CRIMSON, mostly one, but sometimes striped.

 
{PGZ/14_148_04.09} IN ENGLAND SHAKESPEARE's sonnets turn to plays

{PGZ/14_148_04.10} which free him from ass kissing power pricks,

{PGZ/14_148_04.11} as long as Queen Elizabeth okays

{PGZ/14_148_04.12} his versed imagination. CLOCK NOW TICKS ...

 
{PGZ/14_148_04.13} ... WITH ONE BIG TOCK to NOW: What shall we do

{PGZ/14_148_04.14} to wrap up pudding-girl? I have no clue. {smile}

 

{PGZ/14_149_05.01} BUT THIS IS SATURDAY... The End Is Near.

{PGZ/14_149_05.02} THE FREEWAY CIRCLING PARIS: Bomb in van.

{PGZ/14_149_05.03} INSIDE THE CITY JAIL: SAGESSE. No fear.

{PGZ/14_149_05.04} IN TOKYO: JEROME works on a tan ...

 
{PGZ/14_149_05.05} ... as SCHOOL-GIRL CALL-GIRL reads to him her song

{PGZ/14_149_05.06} she wrote the night before. He cannot tell

{PGZ/14_149_05.07} how good it is. He'd surely get it wrong:

{PGZ/14_149_05.08} A journalist just has no sense of smell ...

 
{PGZ/14_149_05.09} ... for things like this... He'd have to ask a friend

{PGZ/14_149_05.10} in academia -- legitimized

{PGZ/14_149_05.11} by social institution to defend

{PGZ/14_149_05.12} her judgement of how highly should be prized ...

 
{PGZ/14_149_05.13} ... the song of SCHOOL-GIRL CALL-GIRL that she reads

{PGZ/14_149_05.14} on Sunday, to JEROME, in sand and weeds.

 

{PGZ/14_150_06.01} IN MADE-UP AUSTIN HIGH SCHOOL in a DREAM

{PGZ/14_150_06.02} an UNNAMED GIRL is having at her desk

{PGZ/14_150_06.03} asleep in made-up hist'ry class... A SCREAM

{PGZ/14_150_06.04} escapes her consciousness ... as some grotesque ...

 
{PGZ/14_150_06.05} ... perversion of reality explodes

{PGZ/14_150_06.06} across the movie screen within her mind.

{PGZ/14_150_06.07} THE EIFEL TOWER FALLS... What this forbodes

{PGZ/14_150_06.08} I will leave up to those who are not blind.

 
{PGZ/14_150_06.09} If made-up things 'forbode' at all, YOU THINK.

{PGZ/14_150_06.10} Don't think too hard, of course. To think's no fun. {smile}

{PGZ/14_150_06.11} THE CHORUS STROLLS IN RAPPING: "Man, you stink!

{PGZ/14_150_06.12} 'THE END is NEAR,' you say, yet still you run ...

 
{PGZ/14_150_06.13} ... in crazy circles ... that you say are square.

{PGZ/14_150_06.14} You promised us a tale... This END's not fair."

 

{PGZ/14_151_07.01} IN HOLLYWOOD THE POWER ROOM FADES IN:

{PGZ/14_151_07.02} "The audience votes minus five. What next?"

{PGZ/14_151_07.03} THE PRADA-HEADED HOLOGRAMS begin

{PGZ/14_151_07.04} to chatter B-school buzzwords, quite perplexed ...

 
{PGZ/14_151_07.05} ... at why they're wasting time with BIG BAD BOKE.

{PGZ/14_151_07.06} But TRIPLE-B shouts, "Quiet!" And they shush.

{PGZ/14_151_07.07} They have no choice. He wrote them... That's a joke. {smile}

{PGZ/14_151_07.08} A NOTE FLOATS 'ROUND: More humor next time... "MUSH!" ...

 
{PGZ/14_151_07.09} ... A PUDDING-GIRL WITH DOG SLED heads toward NOME.

{PGZ/14_151_07.10} (WRONG EPISODE!!! Where did you put the map?!?)

{PGZ/14_151_07.11} ON HIS WAY BACK FROM EXILE ... OUTSIDE ROME

{PGZ/14_151_07.12} a famous ORATOR falls in a trap.

 
{PGZ/14_151_07.13} A LEGION hacks up CICERO. They piss

{PGZ/14_151_07.14} upon his bloody bones. They do not miss.

 

{PGZ/14_152_08.01} I THOUGHT the OLD-FART CHORUS was released

{PGZ/14_152_08.02} from 'jury duty' ... Where's our FIVE-YEAR-OLDS?

{PGZ/14_152_08.03} Their UN-SCHOOLED minds will surely be the yeast

{PGZ/14_152_08.04} we need to rise above ... What? They have colds?

 
{PGZ/14_152_08.05} THE HOLOGRAMS FADE OUT ... Now just THE SEA

{PGZ/14_152_08.06} is visible ... in black and white on SCREENS

{PGZ/14_152_08.07} around THE POWER ROOM ... Then quietly

{PGZ/14_152_08.08} the GRANITE TABLE SINKS by hidden means ...

 
{PGZ/14_152_08.09} ... into the MARBLE FLOOR... There's only HIM:

{PGZ/14_152_08.10} THE WRITER. Boke (with pants)... And there is YOU.

{PGZ/14_152_08.11} Yes, you and me, the ocean ... and my whim.

{PGZ/14_152_08.12} And when we get this wired right, your whim, too.

 
{PGZ/14_152_08.13} But, this time, you just listen and endure

{PGZ/14_152_08.14} the last two sonnets like a star homes tour.

 

{PGZ/14_153_09.01} PARABASIS: (The poet's song and dance

{PGZ/14_153_09.02} in ancient Athens drama... Yes, "old hat.")

{PGZ/14_153_09.03} THE BOMB that circles PARIS ... which may lance

{PGZ/14_153_09.04} the peaceful sounding noise ... and re-format ...

 
{PGZ/14_153_09.05} ... SAGESSE in random patterns on the floor

{PGZ/14_153_09.06} and ceiling ... as they meet with crashing force

{PGZ/14_153_09.07} ERASING her trajectory before

{PGZ/14_153_09.08} her moment to unleash her fateful course ...

 
{PGZ/14_153_09.09} ... of action guided by the pudding rules.

{PGZ/14_153_09.10} OF COURSE, Sagesse knows, always there's that case:

{PGZ/14_153_09.11} The possibility beyond all tools

{PGZ/14_153_09.12} of knowledge to escape. The test of GRACE.

 
{PGZ/14_153_09.13} The pudding-girl machine was her own code.

{PGZ/14_153_09.14} IF SHE DOES NOT RESPOND: IT CHANGES MODE.

 

{PGZ/14_154_10.01} She got the first baton ... by her own will.

{PGZ/14_154_10.02} Then pondered what it felt like to receive

{PGZ/14_154_10.03} her own anointment. Judged herself. Her skill.

{PGZ/14_154_10.04} And said: I take this step. Yes, I believe ...

 
{PGZ/14_154_10.05} ... I have been granted all it takes... Enough.

{PGZ/14_154_10.06} And if my life's cut short, I'll leave behind

{PGZ/14_154_10.07} some words to help some others be as tough

{PGZ/14_154_10.08} as God wants them to be ... where they will find ...

 
{PGZ/14_154_10.09} ... them easily ... forever ... if they look.

{PGZ/14_154_10.10} If evil days betide. Should terror come ...

{PGZ/14_154_10.11} STUPIDITY may wipe out ev'ry book

{PGZ/14_154_10.12} of wisdom. Write "revenge." Make smart minds dumb.

 
{PGZ/14_154_10.13} That Judas kiss? ... The writer's lips are warm.

{PGZ/14_154_10.14} BATONS RELEASE. THE END... NEW TALES TAKE FORM...

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