As it darts forward to a different place
It sheds its skin and hangs it on a spade.
Flesh dripping goo on the floor wrinkles covered
It hangs it all away shedding its mane
The smells reek in the room with their odour
It tears it apart breaking the waves that exist
Blowing it up, burning it all, breaking to resist
It regards the spade and glares snarling at it.
It sigh’s turns, ashamed. In the mirror he sees wearing it…