the impurities

xxx. decay

Paint my cheeks with poison
While I sleep beneath the veil of dawn
—Cover me with the blood
Spilling across the sky—
Lay me in a casket made of glass
And I'll wear my silk blue dress,
Blistered lips stained
Your favorite shade of red—
Do not bury me with the worms.
Sit on my tombstone
And watch your perfect doll decay.