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Tuesday, April 8, 2014

SPILT MILK

by Marc Carver

I opened the draw
and heard the bottle fall.
At first I felt paralysed by fear
as I heard the glugging sound of the bottle emptying.

It was lucky I had some emergency drink I thought
I can't remember ever doing that before.

The next morning there was a big stain on the carpet
looked a bit like blood
and to be honest with you
I would have preferred it to have been my blood.

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