Hard candy on her tongue
A sweet salvation
On another day clinging to sleep
It rolls around
Then dissolves away
Tickling at senses now long numb

A wilted iris in her eyes
Mere days away from bloom
In a field where colors melt in the sun
They are blown about
Then dissolve away
Saturating scars that sprout here every year

Soft pillows on her head
A clever distraction
From the thoroughfare of men
They breathe hello
Then dissolve away
Leaving a sour and bitter aftertaste

String puppets in her hands
A disembodied redemption
In a heroine's games of right and wrong
They flail about
Then dissolve away
With an austere smile, she clips the tethers