I Did Not Tell Death Where I lived

I did not tell Death where I lived –
But he has found me all the same.
I hear his knock upon my door
And the calling of my name.

My Snapchat settings kept him out.
On Instagram I blocked him.
Facebook friend requests were spurned –
Yet still he keeps on knocking.

A court injunction freshly filed,
But still I sit in fear.
Oh, my mistake. It is not Death –
I think my pizza’s here.