I found time in a bottle, a whole extra day, but I couldn't decide how to use it.

I found time in a bottle before I could find it anywhere else.

I found time in a bottle, and the top was stuck. It took forever to get off.

I found time in a bottle and it called to me to Let It Out!, but I just stared.

“While public funds flow into brotherly festivities,
a bell of rosy fire tolls in the clouds.”
    —A. Rimbaud

Deep in that darkened heart
Land full of coffee-shot discussions
And schooled yard taunts:

slosh-footing down the sidewalk,
crossing streets with a jittery jitterbug
    watching the lights change
within range
sliding up against the supple sweater
sleeves bunched in and around the
trundled umbrella.

no trudging!