1
Borrowed boots carried him lightly
To the Mule Neck Glade
Where the dawn star rising
Cut like a damascene blade.

2
Borrowed boots carried him lightly
To the Mule Neck Spinney
Where the dawn fire’s reflection
Burned like an acid Jinnee.

3
Borrowed books carried him lately
Through a mare’s nest of days
Till the cryptorium’s meek updraft
Smashed his kennings to a craze.

4
Burrough’s books stick like court plasters
To the Tourette’s sufferer’s face
Where irruptions of night terrors
Stitch their goggle-eyed trace.

5
Bare bones faithfully uncovered
One last forgiving needle
Our final view upon Ascension -
The Analysis of Beetles!