in my veins, sorcery replaces my blood, electricity rushing through dark channels
in my eyes, black holes replace my pupils, consuming all who dare to oppose
my skin becomes unblemished marble, replacing a feeble husk covered in scars
my hair becomes a cascade of starlight, burning the eyes of sinners with each wave
my bones and sinew become steel, unyielding and unbroken
dying galaxies of mauve, azul, and crimson drip from my mouth made of toxic mercury
a crown of universes sits on my head, heavy with responsibility and decorated with treasure unnumbered
in my right hand there is a sword, unforgiving and forged from battle
in my left hand there is mercy, objectified and righteous
human no longer
immortal, I become
a poet's confessional 