THE WEAVE:

Uranus whispers over

the shoulder of a stranger

at the Masque…

"A melt-down,
like a frozen

pizza in a toaster
oven.  An indication

it's Time to feed
yourSelves, or risk

devouring your friends
instead.  You turn

to the Masquerade,
and See Venus

at the top of the stairs.
You decide to gobble up

her laughter. You are
a hungry ghost.  Go."