Rotten Teeth and Diamonds
She crowns her smile with painted glory, lips smeared wide against the dusk,
A queen in hand-me-downs, nails chipped,
perfume of whiskey and musk.She owns the alleyway, the stairwell,
the broken lock on someone else’s floor,
Every stranger’s glance is payment—she keeps a tally,
always asks for more.He calls her “trash,”
but she’s survived what comfort never knew,
Her shoes from bins, her thighs from fights,
her eyes a city’s midnight hue.Each time he mocks her rotten teeth,
she flashes diamond rage and grins,
A goddess born of contradiction, power welded out of sins.
Her heels are plastic, but her hunger’s real, she grinds regret into a pose,
He paid for love he’ll never touch—she takes his pain
and never owes.Every bruise is camouflage, every bruise a flag of war,
She learned to spit at beauty’s price,
and eat her pity raw.The world is not a kingdom built for girls with teeth
like hers,
She found her light in neon stains
and danced among the drunken slurs.She laughs too loud, she fucks too hard,
she burns her sorrow down,
A diamond in a cracked glass, reigning filth with make-believe and crown.
You laugh at her, but cannot match the poison in her kiss,
She eats your shame and spits back fire,
glory carved from all you miss.She’s not the dream the city loves,
she’s every threat it can’t erase,
She’s hunger in the cocktail glass,
she’s pride in every dirty place.You called her cheap,
but she outshone every jewel you tried to keep,
Her throne is made of every night you prayed your secrets wouldn’t leak.She owns the dark, she runs the night,
her blood is ruby, wine, and theft—She found her worth in what you threw away,
and turned your pity into breath.