Hermit Crab

Scurrying across the ocean floor leaving faint tracks in the sand moving sideways to go forward nothing mapped or even planned. The sand is always shifting ever changing the terrain all creatures are in hiding misdirected or insane. Go on and on forever waving claws in wild defense abandoned ocean creatures know that none of this makes sense. Seaweed waving, beckoning hypnotic dance of death trust not the grinning clown fish blowing bubbles with their breath. The ancient crusty oyster shell protects the tender meat a grain of sand the irritant spits pearls in mock defeat. The current is relentless overwhelming constant motion and serenity's unheard of at the bottom of the ocean.