With a crown of nightshade
And violent lips like honey,
I became my own monarch.Bittersweet smiles,
I drink feral wine,
A vortex swallowing
Violet stars.A necklace of divinity
Carved into my throat,
I digest mortality
Like a fevered delusion
Rotting in my stomach.Poisonberry
On my cheekbones,
I became my own god.