Wayward Creature

Finding stomping grounds
While massaging tiled floors
It always ends the same way
With claws outstretched
Stemming from a helping hand

Oh well
Back to the sea he goes
The waves are always welcoming
Offering streams of fish
And learning possibilities
Not to mention a good cave or two

They will never grow any larger though
So he rests on the floor with skeletal ornaments
Broken ships
Intact dreams

A perplexed eel swims by
He stares at it curiously
Two can play at that game



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