Mondays on Wednesdays

Walking down a Monday
blue left lane
but it is Wednesday
in freezing rain

she said she was lonely
but without tears
her heart was broken
dry, hollow years
and in the middle
was Monday

staring her down
her fleece wrapped
and swirled
before she hit the water

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