Milk Still Boils Poem by C. P. Surendran
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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