Day Of The Dead
I miss the dead as if they were my lovers,
I comb my hair for them,
I brush my teeth for them, put on deodorant for them,
put on clean underwear for them,
I make sure I’m on my best behavior,
even though they are gone.
I miss the dearly departed
as if they were my lovers,
I want to please them,
whatever it is they want,
I smile and put to shame
the most thoughtful lover ever.
...Don Juan, Valentino, Cassanova...
you're outta here!