Carrion Fairy
Yesterday she showed her bruises
Pulled her sweater up underneath her breasts
They were scattered 'cross her rib cage
Like a little patch of violet, Rorschach tests
She said
Just 'cause I can't crawl inside you
That doesn't mean I'm not your parasite
Just 'cause I can't crawl inside you
That doesn't mean I'm not your parasite
She used to be so radiant, so sexy when she laughed
Now her eyes they look like grave sites, as she speaks in epitaphs