You breath like a poodle. br Your veins are dry. br You are haunted by a br past perceived as omniscient. br br In the enchanted present, br every day is Christmas, br even in the land of burning br strawberries, where ghosts br rollerskate on the edge br of a nightmare. br br Drink the wine! br It will unlock your heart, br give wings to the stars br within you, and calm the br multitudes of menopausal crones br waiting to steal your soul. br br Change your name to Mars. br Realize the known br is your greatest enemy. br It forces you to br ignore the miraculous.