With GIGANTIC thanks to Kyle, I got in, and with prankster thanks to Stefanie, I got onto the floor (Goose did, too), but I couldn't help wonder about all the people that didn't get to see the very first PHiSH show in 26 months. All the isolated a-phish-ionados. But then I thot about those interesting few who, in fact, did score tickets, but for whatever reason, never made it into the Garden. The poem's shape is modeled, kinda sorta, after the cellular organelle, the Golgi apparatus. With a ticket stub, with a ReVeLeR @ eYeLeVeL, I saw you…