David McLansky

(5/24/1944 / New York City)

A Riff on Stuart Fruzer's Death Comes Knocking


Death knocked on my door last night,
I opened up the door,
I sighing to exhale my fright,
'Is it me you're looking for? '

I confessed my sins
And welcomed him
And bid him please step in,
He checked his list
In bony fist;
(His eyes so hard and grim.)

I sighed to leave
This mortal life
For death's eternal shore;
I eyed the summons,
Said, 'I ain't coming;
You meant the guy next door.'

That night I went out to a bar
And brought a woman home;
I locked the door and shut the drapes
And then unplugged the phone.

Submitted: Thursday, February 14, 2013
Edited: Thursday, February 14, 2013

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