Baby - Milk and Condo
The milk glass filled to the top
Drops forty stories or more from the condo complex
Explodes magnificently on the concrete ground
There is nothing more exhilarating than this shattering
This breath taking sound, glass breaking, chaotic thrills
Forces at work in childhood to save mistakes
A hand grasping at the glass all the way down
To undo the unfathomable spilt milk moment
No need to cry
Such things happen in the condo
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