#10

Dreams come on their own
as a slow leak
in the heavy cannonball of time.
Heady and delicate purple,
merrily showing off
the cherry-colored bridge of the inside,
the truth of the matter.
Eagerly cast, irritable,
and foul-mouthed,
they showed that they knew at a glance
what cure was needed.
For one carried secrets
in their bosoms.