bad bad milk

I opened the fridge

and found a glass of milk there

wrapped in cellophane.

I took it out.

I peeled off the plastic,

crushed it in my palm

till it was a soft ball,

and carried the glass off

to the sink

and dumped

all that milk

and poison

down the drain.

 

A man does not trust milk

that he did not pour himself.

It’s a miracle

I’m still alive

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