Mom's Smile

I miss my sunshine.
She used to be just mine,
But you took more than your fair share
And you don't even care.

Six molars;
Four premolars;
Two canines;
A fractured jaw;

I hate knowing you don't care.
You took her smile like you needed a spare.
Did you grin as you bashed her with a lamp?
Did you smirk as you smashed her head in with an amp?

Did you sneer as she crawled back to you?

I hate knowing you don't care.

Your infection crawls through her jaw
crying for a root canal.
You are our most fatal flaw.

Even to brush her teeth
is to call upon your remembrance.
She stalls
fallen unto a tragic trance.

She hates to know you don't care.