Carrion Fairy

Yesterday she showed me her

Bruises pulled her sweater

Up underneath her breasts

They were scattered

'Cross her rib cage

Like a little patch of violet

Rorshach tests she said 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 look like gravesites

As she speaks in epitaphs