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PGZ EPISODE ZERO / WEEK 09 _ sonnets 091-104 [of 154] _ 14 sonnets
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TeaTimeSunday / SONNETS
by BOKE
pudding-girl
episode ZERO (wk 9)
(continued)

SEGMENT TITLE:
Me, The People
(A/K/A DEMOCRACY)

rhetorical verse in
Shakespearean sonnet form
(a 14-sonnet sequence)

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PGZ { wk 9 / 14 }

{PGZ/09_091_01.01} SOMEWHERE A GIRL WAKES UP ... her heart's in pain

{PGZ/09_091_01.02} from some bad boyfriend gone ... but in her head

{PGZ/09_091_01.03} he's hanging 'round... He's driving her insane

{PGZ/09_091_01.04} enough to TURN THE TV ON from bed ...

 
{PGZ/09_091_01.05} ... to fill the time 'till SONNETS will appear

{PGZ/09_091_01.06} at TeaTimeSunday ... But don't ask her why

{PGZ/09_091_01.07} she reads them ... TURN THE VOLUME UP ... WE HEAR

{PGZ/09_091_01.08} A DRIVING RHYTHM rolling ... and her SIGH ...

 
{PGZ/09_091_01.09} ... AS WE PAN 'ROUND TO SEE what's on THE SCREEN.

{PGZ/09_091_01.10} We can't tell, but it's MOVING. Moving's good.

{PGZ/09_091_01.11} The SINGING VOICE is male -- a plaintive teen ...

{PGZ/09_091_01.12} A HAMMERING GUITAR. Her womanhood ...

 
{PGZ/09_091_01.13} ... is burdensome. A checkerboard becomes

{PGZ/09_091_01.14} a GRAVEYARD whizzing by ...THE MOVIE numbs ...

 

{PGZ/09_092_02.01} ... the ache of losing him. AS IF she cared!

{PGZ/09_092_02.02} The fucking bastard. "Cruel Intentions" STAR

{PGZ/09_092_02.03} is DRIVING TO THE CITY... Golden haired --

{PGZ/09_092_02.04} He's shining in the sun... His OPEN CAR ...

 
{PGZ/09_092_02.05} ... So perfect ... Like the movie's op'ning shot:

{PGZ/09_092_02.06} From moving BLURS to GRAVESTONES ... PANNING UP

{PGZ/09_092_02.07} to see THE CITY... Then that GUY who's hot

{PGZ/09_092_02.08} goes sailing in so cool. Rich, leisured pup ...

 
{PGZ/09_092_02.09} ... of priv'lege ... who breaks hearts... Just what she needs!

{PGZ/09_092_02.10} More proof that guys are scum. But in the end

{PGZ/09_092_02.11} he'll fall in love... Then die... But now he speeds

{PGZ/09_092_02.12} along to music with the perfect blend ...

 
{PGZ/09_092_02.13} ... of instrument ... and voice whose ev'ry word

{PGZ/09_092_02.14} come from a bastard's brain. It's so absurd...

 

{PGZ/09_093_03.01} ... it's what she wants to hear to clear her mind

{PGZ/09_093_03.02} of all his crap with words that he might sing

{PGZ/09_093_03.03} dumped out in one big pile ... and then refined

{PGZ/09_093_03.04} into a stream of rhythm that will bring ...

 
{PGZ/09_093_03.05} ... relief ... Don't ask her why. She does not know.

{PGZ/09_093_03.06} She does not need the movie. Just the song.

{PGZ/09_093_03.07} Gets out of BED... TURNS ON her MAC... Then go

{PGZ/09_093_03.08} to google-up the name. And though it's wrong ...

 
{PGZ/09_093_03.09} ... (or so they say) downloads the MP3

{PGZ/09_093_03.10} from some French site... Then plays it in a LOOP.

{PGZ/09_093_03.11} That's all she wants to hear. MUTES her TV.

{PGZ/09_093_03.12} Goes back to bed ... to let the angry soup ...

 
{PGZ/09_093_03.13} ... of her emotions drift into A DREAM

{PGZ/09_093_03.14} where would-be pudding-girls can be extreme.

 

{PGZ/09_094_04.01} SHE'S WALKING NAKED down the HALL to class...

{PGZ/09_094_04.02} Her eyes behind DARK GLASSES... GUCCI BOOTS

{PGZ/09_094_04.03} to kick the stupid bastard's sorry ass

{PGZ/09_094_04.04} who'd break her fearless stride ... as she recruits ...

 
{PGZ/09_094_04.05} ... an army of admirers... who enlist

{PGZ/09_094_04.06} to fight for her attention ... and to learn

{PGZ/09_094_04.07} the secret of her boldness ... and be kissed

{PGZ/09_094_04.08} by beauty. TRACK WITH HER... she makes A TURN...

 
{PGZ/09_094_04.09} ... INTO A CLASSROOM .. where THE TEACHER smiles.

{PGZ/09_094_04.10} This can't be Texas. Can't be our Sagesse ..

{PGZ/09_094_04.11} who's surely now in Paris ... many miles

{PGZ/09_094_04.12} away from AUSTIN... Should we reassess ...

 
{PGZ/09_094_04.13} ... the situation? No. DREAMS will allow

{PGZ/09_094_04.14} the HIGH SCHOOL SCENES in TEXAS happ'ning now.

 

{PGZ/09_095_05.01} THE PRINCIPAL ARRIVES ... but he's LOCKED OUT

{PGZ/09_095_05.02} and no one seems to want to let him in

{PGZ/09_095_05.03} unless he wil take off his pants and shout

{PGZ/09_095_05.04} a hundred times that "Homework is a sin."

 
{PGZ/09_095_05.05} HE SHAKES HIS HEAD ... and MOUTHS the word "Police."

{PGZ/09_095_05.06} SAGESSE picks up her CELL PHONE ... and TRANSMITS

{PGZ/09_095_05.07} text messages pre-coded to release

{PGZ/09_095_05.08} a media-commanding stream of bits.

 
{PGZ/09_095_05.09} BEFORE the PRINCIPAL can make his call ...

{PGZ/09_095_05.10} the LOCAL NEWS has CAM'RAS in his face.

{PGZ/09_095_05.11} Another trophy for Sagesse's wall.

{PGZ/09_095_05.12} Submission would have saved him this disgrace ...

 
{PGZ/09_095_05.13} But principals by nature must be whipped

{PGZ/09_095_05.14} in public... Not a step that can be skipped.

 

{PGZ/09_096_06.01} IN TOKYO the SCHOOL-GIRL CALL-GIRL frowns

{PGZ/09_096_06.02} at HER NEW CELL PHONE ... with an Internet

{PGZ/09_096_06.03} connection that too often merely drowns

{PGZ/09_096_06.04} its COLOR SCREEN with some cute POP-UP PET ...

 
{PGZ/09_096_06.05} ... that BARKS to let her know that she can BUY

{PGZ/09_096_06.06} some no-name merchandise... JUST PRESS one key.

{PGZ/09_096_06.07} AS IF she'd be caught dead! BUT WAIT, some guy

{PGZ/09_096_06.08} is sending a request about her fee...

 
{PGZ/09_096_06.09} ... for something that she hasn't offered yet

{PGZ/09_096_06.10} to anyone -- except this guy she likes ...

{PGZ/09_096_06.11} No, NOT JEROME,... Some POP STAR we've not met ...

{PGZ/09_096_06.12} And NOR has she ... EXCEPT in dreams ... SHE HIKES ...

 
{PGZ/09_096_06.13} ... THE PRICE beyond all reason. He declines.

{PGZ/09_096_06.14} SHE SHUTS THE PHONE ... When will she draw new lines ...

 

{PGZ/09_097_07.01} ... for what she'll sell. She wonders, but not long ...

{PGZ/09_097_07.02} before ... HER PHONE is making CRICKET SOUNDS.

{PGZ/09_097_07.03} The pop star that she loves has some NEW SONG

{PGZ/09_097_07.04} that's just DOWNLOADED ... CLICK The BASS LINE POUNDS ...

 
{PGZ/09_097_07.05} ... the high-tech, TINY SPEAKER ... 'till SHE PLUGS ...

{PGZ/09_097_07.06} some EARPHONES in... SHE SMILES and KISSES him...

{PGZ/09_097_07.07} HIS PICTURE ON THE SCREEN ... The face that tugs

{PGZ/09_097_07.08} her school-girl heart.... TOO BAD he's just a SIM...

 
{PGZ/09_097_07.09} ... There's no such person in reality.

{PGZ/09_097_07.10} Not with THAT FACE ... the one that's been DESIGNED

{PGZ/09_097_07.11} to fit schoolgirl desires right to a "T."

{PGZ/09_097_07.12} SHE KNOWS ... But does not care. He seems so kind ...

 
{PGZ/09_097_07.13} ... each time SHE CALLS the number ... for the chance

{PGZ/09_097_07.14} to hear "HIM" (for a fee) dispense romance.

 

{PGZ/09_098_08.01} IN TEXAS where a muted TV shows

{PGZ/09_098_08.02} mean Sarah Gellar kissing Sela Ward ...

{PGZ/09_098_08.03} The HIGH SCHOOL GIRL who's DREAMING in night clothes

{PGZ/09_098_08.04} of being naked ... somehow cuts the cord ...

 
{PGZ/09_098_08.05} ... from Austin High ... and finds herself TRANSFERRED

{PGZ/09_098_08.06} TO PARIS ... BREAKFAST TIME ... with crust of bread

{PGZ/09_098_08.07} dipped in moussed PUDDING ... Though the dream is blurred

{PGZ/09_098_08.08} some details ... she know what SAGESSE has said ...

 
{PGZ/09_098_08.09} ... about the pudding destiny... THEY CHAT

{PGZ/09_098_08.10} T-SHIRT & JEAN-CLAD ... BY THE FERRIS WHEEL

{PGZ/09_098_08.11} (Parisians have removed from where it sat...

{PGZ/09_098_08.12} BUT we have put it back... for this CHAT/MEAL)

 
{PGZ/09_098_08.13} THE GIRL is asking: "Can I be the next?"

{PGZ/09_098_08.14} SAGESSE is saying: "You've not read the text."

 

{PGZ/09_099_09.01} THE GIRL turns red ..."I'm sorry please forgive ...

{PGZ/09_099_09.02} Oh God, I'm sorry... You're not going to die!"

{PGZ/09_099_09.03} SAGESSE is smiling: "How long shall I live?

{PGZ/09_099_09.04} A thousand years? ... My dear, the end is nigh. ...

 
{PGZ/09_099_09.05} ... Perhaps today. Tomorrow. Or next year.

{PGZ/09_099_09.06} And how about yourself? When will you POOF?

{PGZ/09_099_09.07} Someday we'll die... It's nothing we should fear ...

{PGZ/09_099_09.08} or be concerned with... OTHER THAN don't goof ...

 
{PGZ/09_099_09.09} ... around in traffic... or live STUPIDLY."

{PGZ/09_099_09.10} "I've heard that you're a CHRISTIAN ... is the cause

{PGZ/09_099_09.11} of your not fearing death... INSANITY

{PGZ/09_099_09.12} some people say ... while still they give applause ...

 
{PGZ/09_099_09.13} ... to your performances of walking nude.

{PGZ/09_099_09.14} "Enjoy the moment ... I'm not in the mood ...

 

{PGZ/09_100_10.01} ... to talk THEOLOGY. Mine is COMPLEX

{PGZ/09_100_10.02} ... or SIMPLE from a DIFF'RENT point of view

{PGZ/09_100_10.03} that evangelicals think has defects.

{PGZ/09_100_10.04} We disagree about what Christ said do."
{RHYME CORRECTION: what Christ has said }

 
{PGZ/09_100_10.05} THEY SIT IN SILENCE ... Paris morning sun...

{PGZ/09_100_10.06} WITHIN A DREAM a girl in Texas dreams

{PGZ/09_100_10.07} WHILE WAITING FOR SOME SONNETS to get done

{PGZ/09_100_10.08} and posted... Some strange, California schemes...

 
{PGZ/09_100_10.09} ... of some strange, CRAZY WRITER who believes

{PGZ/09_100_10.10} that Shakespeare's sonnet form can be revived

{PGZ/09_100_10.11} on Sundays ... as postmodernly he weaves

{PGZ/09_100_10.12} a verse-fit RHETORIC (has it survived?) ...

 
{PGZ/09_100_10.13} ... FACT / FICTION / NARRATIVE / PHILOSOPHY ....

{PGZ/09_100_10.14} A CONTEXT for enhanced DEMOCRACY.

 
{PGZ/09_101_11.01} THE LAPTOP of the TEXAS TEEN still plays

{PGZ/09_101_11.02} the SAME SONG ... from the movie that's still on

{PGZ/09_101_11.03} her TELEVISION ... BLURRING TO A HAZE ...

{PGZ/09_101_11.04} REFOCUSING... The FILM we saw is GONE...

 
{PGZ/09_101_11.05} GONE: Sarah, Sela, Reese... AND NOW we reach

{PGZ/09_101_11.06} A RUSSIAN WAR OF WORDS that's in its place.

{PGZ/09_101_11.07} CYRILLIC LETTERS spell "FREEDOM OF SPEECH."

{PGZ/09_101_11.08} A RUSSIAN TELEVISION ... WHEN each face ...

 
{PGZ/09_101_11.09} ... is arguing WE SEE a "FEVER" CHART

{PGZ/09_101_11.10} DISPLAYING HOW THE AUDIENCE AGREES ...

{PGZ/09_101_11.11} OR NOT... Do they say "STUPID" ... or say "SMART"?

{PGZ/09_101_11.12} THE AUDIENCE is NOT a PROP ... BUT SEES ...

 
{PGZ/09_101_11.13} ... and SPEAKS by VOTING on the arguments.

{PGZ/09_101_11.14} DEMOCRACY is NEW ... They must INVENT....

 

{PGZ/09_102_12.01} ... a way to truly make it MANIFEST.

{PGZ/09_102_12.02} UNLIKE the USA where we avoid

{PGZ/09_102_12.03} embarrassing "debaters" with a TEST

{PGZ/09_102_12.04} OF AUDIENCE AGREEMENT... There's a void ...

 
{PGZ/09_102_12.05} ... within OUR MEDIA ... that does not want

{PGZ/09_102_12.06} to know what "PEOPLE" think ... EXCEPT by POLL

{PGZ/09_102_12.07} or Nielson RATING... Good Lord, it would daunt

{PGZ/09_102_12.08} the power-talkers ... if we JUDGED their role...

 
{PGZ/09_102_12.09} ... while THEY were speaking ... AND ALL KNEW the SCORE.

{PGZ/09_102_12.10} Our U.S. TALKING HEADS are terrified

{PGZ/09_102_12.11} of being judged as "STUPID" ... Shown the door.

{PGZ/09_102_12.12} IT SHOULD BE CLEAR "Democracy" has died...

 
{PGZ/09_102_12.13} ... or never lived at all within our land.

{PGZ/09_102_12.14} They only want "THE PEOPLE" ... if we're "CANNED."

 

{PGZ/09_103_13.01} "CANNED LAUGHTER" ... "CANNED DEMOCRACY" ... Controlled.

{PGZ/09_103_13.02} They do NOT want SURPRISES in a speech.

{PGZ/09_103_13.03} They want OUR SILENCE ... as we're being TOLD.

{PGZ/09_103_13.04} THAT'S truly what OUR SCHOOLS are meant to TEACH. ...

 
{PGZ/09_103_13.05} ...... BE QUIET ... while the teacher fills your head.

{PGZ/09_103_13.06} SUBMIT to their AUTHORITY ... DON'T ASK ...

{PGZ/09_103_13.07} JUST ANSWER, kids ... speak/write like you are dead.

{PGZ/09_103_13.08} We DO NOT WANT your voice ... except to MASK...

 
{PGZ/09_103_13.09} ... the FRAUD ... that we live in "DEMOCRACY."

{PGZ/09_103_13.10} Some Russians still don't know that it's not real.

{PGZ/09_103_13.11} They think its something solid they can see

{PGZ/09_103_13.12} right on the TV SCREEN what people feel.

 
{PGZ/09_103_13.13} Poor Russians... they don't understand the game.

{PGZ/09_103_13.14} When they "grow up" ... They'll play it just the same.

 

{PGZ/09_104_14.01} IN TEXAS SHE WAKES UP ... and STOPS the TUNE,

{PGZ/09_104_14.02} AND MUMBLES "Crazy dream" ... as SHE CHECKS if

{PGZ/09_104_14.03} the TeaTimeSunday VERSE is up. By noon?

{PGZ/09_104_14.04} WHENEVER ... Did HE run it off a cliff? ...

 
{PGZ/09_104_14.05} That crazy WRITER ... who won't tell the tale

{PGZ/09_104_14.06} of pudding-girl ... but rather anything

{PGZ/09_104_14.07} that seems to cross his mind ... A STUPID MALE

{PGZ/09_104_14.08} LIKE my bad boyfriend... Thinks he's F-ing King...

 
{PGZ/09_104_14.09} The bastard. ... Let's see what he wrote today.

{PGZ/09_104_14.10} Has he been in my BLOG again ... to steal

{PGZ/09_104_14.11} ideas to fill his verse out with? OK

{PGZ/09_104_14.12} If that's what he must do to "keep it real." {smirk}

 
{PGZ/09_104_14.13} I wish he stuck the good stuff in I write.

{PGZ/09_104_14.14} You mean this crap he wrote took all damn night?!?

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