Hieronymouse Bush In Papalote


Mr. Bones steals the skin
from Lady Lazarus,
the breast skin,

the vagina skin,
the eyebrow skin,
the innocent elbow skin,

he wanders out into Papalote,
the American Gothic couple
stare in awe and disgust,

pitchfork at the ready,
needle in a haystack---
no problemo , , , , ,

Mr. Bones shows off
thighs that used to belong
to the Lady,

one rear in every ten,
and the London winter
too large for Papalote,

a bun in the oven,
the bread spreading nickels,
Papalote won’t recover.