SEVERAL QUESTIONS FOR MUSHROOMS by Casey Bush What’s on your mind besides rancid putrefaction? Tell me a lie that must be true And I will find a reason to care about apathy. Do you prefer pores or gills attached to serrated caps or precarious cones? A healthy aversion to the sun Leads to yogic breathing in a moss matrix. Which is your preference a worn elbow or frayed collar? Serve up a dream just before dawn And it will haunt my tongue throughout the day. Would you rather be a writer wanting a pen or an artist deprived of a palette? Erudite cannibals hopscotch on tiptoes Bearded salamander sings the libretto with a stiletto.