The Shedding of
Skins
And what of the future
And a life that differs from yesteryear?
To cast off old restrictions
The tightness of being
The shallow breathing
That chokes and throttles
To peel away the papery epidermis
A mere shadow of what once was
And things that went before
The thin constriction of many years
An outgrown palimpsest
A dry and crispy cracking
Of empty outer skin
To leave behind
Without a single thought
The rough leavings
And abandoned bindings
Simple and superfluous
And to emerge renewed
Wet, supple and slippery
Glistening smooth
A new creature escaping
Bright-featured in appearance
Yet far more changed within
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