Tuesday

woman of thiry seeing the sun packed up her suitcase started to run looking for someone looking for none pack up and drive away it was her birthday tuesday morning realisation gradually dawning a man in a grey suit whispered `i'm calling' pack up and drive away woman of thirty, husband and kids chained like a dog she had to rid no point in coping off came the lid pack up and drive away three thousand miles of honesty dreaming perfect imagery is a gleaming no more shattered clouds were deeming pack up and drive away