"for ten days in January"

 a little death in each.  an understood, not enough.

a little death, felt in shoulders until the ten possible days are over.

 a bigger death to know. is sought. was asked in absence, but for not.

we aren't the goal, we are just ease and persistence. some leftover, not the thing to seek.

we know an over and we can't even tell. some interested parties. that it's done. overdone. extra deaths

we hear too much, but without disclosure revel lie. 

                 he gets to know like property. we borrowed time.

we are not that life

 that sticks in-ribs

   a necessary something to look out for, to care after, to control (without saying it)

 

we are a life, that alone

   needs something to look out for, to care after, to control (with denial)

 

~any self by some other name would smell as smell, or something (my skin is sweeter than any, drag 

 

out)