As If a Story Mated With Its Reader to Produce Another Reader

One of Salman Rushdie's omnipotent
Narrators observed by way of the jinn
And the infrequency with which they birthed

Humans. But of course it's always this way.
Every human mind is made and poisoned
By the incessant bath of narrative

Flowing like, and often with, alcohol,
Past all evolved barriers, to the brain.
Every story makes another reader

Of every reader. Readers don't create,
On the other hand, a single story.
Tales remake us as homes where they make more.