I see a photo
some kind of look a like
remaining here
until the population beckons
to arise
become more room
unearth
what has been buried

I walk atop
over your tombstone
sit on the grass
till the wind hikes up my skirt
pull up my white socks
and matching shoes
remember
how you try to kiss me
even now
i never let you
for fear i would lose you

Closing my car door
i look down at the ground
once more
wishing you could do
all those
things that made me smile
that finally did you in
into the ground
somehow knowing
you would not see me for
awhile