I collected all the segments
That i thought made asturdy spine
Bloated up to fit so well
So much that it sticks outside
All the excess stuffed in my pockets
Neatly to show around
Thought I could pull it out
Whenever i got pulled down
I had to laugh i thought i fell back in nothing
Broke my fall with a padding of nails
I did a double take to see what was crackling
Glanced around at the pieces of skin
Thought i had the perfect suit
Made from skin thatwas tougher and better
Impatient to patch up holes or the rips
That were sewn togeather
From a distance it came across smooth
And some how kind of inviting
But never close enough to peel
The layers were always tightening