Matted hair and ash-stained skin,
Of gentle innocence yet destroyer of sin.
Venom’s embrace, a throat of blue,
Bearer of the crescent, divine and true.
Glacial abode and serpentine repose,
Dreaming of the universe, now beginning to compose.
White datura and calotropis, an intoxicating trance,
Blurring realities, whirling in a cosmic dance.
