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
Shadow of what once had been
And things that went before
The thin constriction of many years
An outgrown palimpsest
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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