Semi-Daily Scribbles

It’s no use wishing
change caused a cascade
slide off
pulled up
book this.

Talk, it was
voice floated
thought
touch
suffocate me.

Doesn't a faint shade
appear cold?
Round bright pink found out.
Think through the rest.

Guess what?

"You don't know."

Do we stay here forever?

"We will."

Our hearts beat slower.

"I get the image."

What was missing?

"A handle on the pail."

I’m scared of what that is.