darkness dipped in golden ink

license plate tagged 'city of dreams'

waltzing on marble floor like couples in love

until she realizes her shadows' alone

and the music is the speeding cars outside

coke bottles and red lips

still she sways her hips

in little Chanel pumps

and a baby doll dress

ready for the wedding of her wishes and reality

but who will turn the lights off 

when her doll shoes fall out the window

and she's rage dressed as purity

pure like the scripture painted in future on her walls

the glamour groom to the truth,

beautiful angel bride all dressed in white

possibilities mirrored- heaven colored chemicals

so starved she sees rubies pouring out of her wrists 

ready to die surrounded by riches

like the queen of New York City should