sticky lids give way
no match for the stupid strength
of curious children
eager to consume colors
the colors
which they were promised would swirl
swoop
slow to a still
but unwise eyes shut as quickly as they open
sick from
leaking fat pinks
blubberous boiling blues
seeking to settle back
into beds they remembered to be warm
to forget forever that raging storm
“Forget Forever” by Meaghan Merrifield