The Day Your Own Blood Become Parasitic

In cellophane tied with telephone wire.
“This is not my daughter”.

Fractured vertebrae.
Fractured vertebrae that compliments a well developed venomous tongue.
You wrote your own obituary.

Fractured vertebrae
A static, blistering display of malevolence.
This is your face.
I painted you grey and white.

The day your own blood became parasitic.
Don't forget to mark your calendar, sycophant.
We should all parade around the new queen of apathy.
Our beloved carcinogen.

Fractured vertebrae
A static, blistering display of malevolence.
This is your face.
I painted you grey and white.

In killing, you found the strength you need to walk away from...
This is how you walk away.
Find safety in mistakes you've made. You sold your smile long before we met.
In killing fields you radiate.
A panic in the breaths you take.
Well you sold your smile long before we met.