philip, you wrote this while you were alive...

               

   Theophany

Pig-face gods nudge each other, snickering
Pretend they don't smell our incense
They haven't yet noticed that I've fitted each of them with
     pig heads, brains of Americans 15 years old today



D.P.W.: Yeah. So what. That was 63. Poetry? I spent so much time not being there I think I got good at it. Play the Mika video again.