Black pail, friend of my loneliness.
Black pail, companion for my disgust.
Black pail, horse of my wanderment.
Black pail, key to my trust.
Black pail, devourer of flies.
Black pail, whipmaster of my dog.
Black pail, overflowing with water.
Black pail, audience of my monologue.
This was originally published on February 10, 2019.
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