La Muerte wore taffeta
and rattled castanets.
Viva! they shouted to la Muerte.
Der Tod wore nothing.
If you kissed der Tod was silent
as he fixed your wide-opened mouth.
Viva! earth is buzzing.
Where you stand is one mass grave.
DENTIST SAVES, reads a headline, FROM OBLIVION.
Open wide - it's your extraction -
for the record. Earth is hard.
It shifts (loud rattles, taps). You start.
Then your identity gets stolen
if your lover, quite alive,
discovers in your throat a noisy heart.