Your cleverness ferments meat without the need of oxygen. Troglodyte kidneys measure your eyes in sardonic spasms not unlike the movements of an albatross buried in creosote. The glow of your teeth exudes the courage of raw liver. Ever so slightly, you remind me of a staircase falling exotically into a sea of spilled macaroni. Your face does bend even the most anorexic mirror into a sensuous playground of muscular spasms.