A poem by Donny Lee Duke
A guy that’s on the net. It’s on the net. I not been poet before. Spirits in my head and they won’t go. [line heard sung by the Strumbellas, “Spirits”] We’re shoppin’ for cars. Can’t find a one in your neighborhood. Bubble me up please. This is Ranger. I’m calculating science. You don’t understand the net. I’ll make a video to make everyone laugh so I can feel special inside. I’ll waste my time here. I don’t know what to say. Can you do it, make meaning out of worth? A horrible commotion the whole damn net. Where do we put it? I’m sure some voices rise. Some everywhere. Let’s not fudge with it. Let’s put meaning on there. Can you mean somethin, make us all grow, like we mean something? Where is it the meaning of this paper? I think you’ve thrown me away. The net’s speaking me. Can you hear that? Can you show your inmost self on TV? Just one rupee sir, and we’ll have taxes of course. See that net? You won’t be a voice talking. We won’t take you there. Do I wanna go down there, to a person’s imaginary poet world? Nah, I read a few lines. I think we’re good. What’s he gonna say, meaning? Throw that poet away. I’ve got an appetite for stuff. Many rules gonna get broken for the net value. You are not prepared for its worth. You just think it’s ticklin’ time. It’s like a Ouija Board. Who moved that dial? Quagmire. I think you read me loud and clear. Now let’s test this boat. Too heavy for us. I know; you can’t do it, wash your hands with Jewish genitals and save the world. See how smart you are. You can’t get your head down your pants. You need to go really, really, slow. That book will scare you, Between Jerusalem I’m Sorry. Read that book. It’s an understand the world book, not just human genitals. In this book they’re just redeemed. Can you see Jerusalem? Oh my God he’s on paper, the Internet, the whole world. Green light, oh we can go back and change something if it didn’t work. What am I supposed to do, with QAnon and that whole Trump’s the savior mess? Let’s get them meet the press and it’s we lose our democracy if they’re voted in. You okay? It’s in Nature to stick up like that. This is a long poem, exact words. Give it with me, the meaning of life. Back them I didn’t realize, well, your anxiety’s gonna come up. I’m sorry, give yourself a tight squeeze. We’re handlin’ the book. This poem needs a picture. Who Hannah? She’s a lovely dog. Leading a dog to where we belong in time. Must be some book, leading a dog through time. You got my wolf? I think it’s your wolf actually. Anyway read the book. Is that my measurement? Yes sweetheart. This person is solvin’ the world. You got that Houston? Which asks you to stretch. It's not fun for The Family Guy either. Small snake bite— you won’t get away with it, no matter how you read it, without it doin’ you some number. Enjoy it; this is the end of the world that doesn’t know its origin. You’re headed for a disaster, oh world we live in, if you can’t bring this book to light, or its ideas on some other page. Look I’m talkin’ to yah straight. No other book has the power to bring you to change. You mean it where this book is bound to you, and that’s a doctor, the one you need right now. You think I’m exaggerating. It’s all in the book, and I’ve just mentioned time. Can you see that far? I don’t think you’re even lookin’. History has a book party. I think you’ll find this book in its Rolodex. You’re not listenin’. You’ve watched too many commercials. I reader am in the whole thing. Read it and don’t look back. You want extra-terrestrial contact I should ask. I’m not talking about the one in spaceships. This is bigger than words. Okay talk to the world the very nature of its see. I’m showin’ you that extra-terrestrial. No other formula has it quite to this degree. You understand me? The nature of the universe will talk to yah in large poetry ships, and the prose will just knock you sideways. All in a day’s work in that book. You take it from here. Anyway, let’s call most everybody: what do you want to do when you grow up? You want to be mountain and feel pregnant with the world? Excellent, I got it. I got your book, and we’re right here in the lighthouse Pondicherry U.S.A. to the spirit of India, where star wars meets the Earth in Israel. You got that car? I’m drivin’ it down the street. Hop in. We’re happenin’. We're leadin' a book through time.