for his burial

her hand lifts the jar
the alabaster shatters
fragrance fills the air

pour out your treasure
anoint him like a bridegroom
for his burial

what beauty you give
little sister — what beauty
wild, extravagant

what a beautiful
beginning you give
to my burial

and whenever the
tale of this night is told
you shall be honored

save it, savor it
remember this moment
for my burial

the fragrance lingers
in the air all night long
and clings to her hair