January (precious) 

i wish i could sleep at 

the foot of your grave

                                  cemetery grass

                                  and authentic

                                  memories of 

our past-

while the moon hangs

low we dance in 

the light

i wish i could dream

at your funeral

   flowers to smell 

   bringing together 

   the spirits (human)

wear a watch

    he said,

"call me anytime

past noon"