Skeleton Kid

Throw open the closet door.
Unearth yourself from under
old moldy coats and mothballs.
Blow the dust off your bones
and haul yourself out into the light.

Take a toothbrush, a cup full of bleach,
and scrub your old yellowed bones
until the grime and the must comes off,
until they gleam stark toothy white.
Put on your best hat and a bright bow tie.

Saunter down Main Street, click-clack
past the baker’s shop and the post office
and the dress shop on the corner
of Main and 32nd full of old moldy ladies,
and grin as they gawk at your
toothy bright bones in the sun.