Hang upside down
Like Spider-Girl
The sound of broken glass
Was it outside or in my mouth?
Don't frown
It is the swirl
Although I ate the poison
And knew full well
Of its after-effects
Which now my soul rejects
Muffling the noise in
My last torn living cell
Someday the swill will wear off
(Being once the drink of gods)
Or stick a fork in me
And throw away the key
No matter how you scoff
As you're one of frauds