(52) she flew away

Christine T

she left on a Monday
she's a siren down the road
in your herringbone overcoat
that you don't expect to get back

it's an ordinary sky
today's like any other day
when all of the aeroplanes
write her name in the clouds

and nothing's wrong
but it's already Sunday
and you know just how Sunday
was the day that she would come around
- Bic Runga, She Left on a Monday

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