Pizazz Piece

Like Alka-Seltzer
dropped in melted ice,
I rise, blind eyes,
for I am death.

I will be blunt,
no donkey stunt,
though every year I make
the Guinness Book.

I've fed on Jesu
and on Josephus the Jew;
I follow bands
to suck within me notes.

So lady, loiter,
give me a kiss.
I long for life
as much as you.