Capture the wild hours in little glass mason jars
Store them on window sills and the shelves of your bathroom

They are so few and fleeting

If you happen upon a few without mason jars handy
Use your wild arms and hold onto them as long as humanly possible
Just not too tight
They’re delicate, the wild hours

If you’re able to catch a few every week
Consider yourself blessed
You’ve put yourself in position
For a life of meaning

For when you cannot find a few wild hours
You must draw the wild from your blood
And unless you’re a nurse, good luck

Capture the wild hours, child
Before the wild hours devour you

– – –
Jason Brain
2016