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C. P. Surendran

Milk Still Boils

Milk Still Boils

Milk Still Boils

He lies in bed, one hand
Thrown across his eyes.
This, he figures, is more like it.
He no longer thinks about her,
Or him. Just them.
And the postures they struck
Just before the milkman came.
In a minute he will be up
To put the milk on the boil
And no one the wiser.
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Milk Still Boils

He lies in bed, one hand
Thrown across his eyes.
This, he figures, is more like it.
He no longer thinks about her,
Or him. Just them.
And the postures they struck
Just before the milkman came.
In a minute he will be up
To put the milk on the boil
And no one the wiser.

Milk Still Boils

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