sour milk

Sahil Loomba
Nov 2 · 1 min read

when does the milk go sour,

on what date, at which hour?

what has the causal power,

to ruin desire to devour?

from sweet and creamy odour

rises a taste so dour —

separation into towers

of precipitation showers.

noiseless, like a wallflower,

its spoil beyond willpower,

don’t save it with some flour

to make a roux that glowers.

let it be, another hour,

waiting hopeful, you cower

entropy is in rush hour.

it will pass, from being sour,

to being sourer,

to being —

buttermilk.

Sahil Loomba

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