One day when I'm dead I'll come back to life, by Gale Acuff

Superman Stick by A. Currell from Flickr

I don't mean the life eternal but real
life like I had before I croaked or God croaked
me, flesh and blood and bone and tacos and
all that, root beer and grape Nehi and that
candy you pop into your mouth and it
explodes, the candy that is, not your mouth,
ha ha, and I wonder if Superman
can eat it and feel it or is he too
invulnerable or is it even
better for him, he's super-sensitive 
they say so how could he have sex and not
snuff his lover with satisfaction though
you can bet that he wouldn't be selfish,
he'd croak, too, if he could. Up and away.