i want, i need, tomorrow’s time
for myself, to re-birth my self
she said to her self
on October 28th

but on October 29th
the dog
the birds
the people
were
hungry, thirsty
at all different times
in all different ways
and so,
she was consumed, clocked, measured, and watched

like an ordinary, non-re-birthing day

still, she waits,

like a pregnant cinderella

for her water to break

in front of them, all,

before the clock strikes midnight.