““The First Human (Sonnet 2632) Apes have lords and ladies, I don't. Apes have kings and queens, I don't. My time is born of soil and streets, my calendar transcends rome and greece. Apes have highnesses and excellencies, for apes have compost for a brain. Ape chase the "after", over life, for apes have alcohol in their vein. No wall is tall enough to contain my height, no pulpit sacred enough to baptize my eye, no table broad enough to accommodate my shoe, no accolade is bright enough to add to my light. Apes have cops and courts, I don't, for apes have guano for a cortex. I don't need angels in the air, I carry my wings in my pocket.””
