the squid's song
the squid's song
I move in the opposite way one would think
a bag, a slow bag,
catching swift fish
I'm not fish. I have arms,
moving yonder
I'm a hunter, I am a predator beast,
specialist, strategist,
I'm a killer
with my arms grabbing out
for quarry
I crowd the waters in gothic shapes
I am, oh I are
many billions
arms in arms. we're all arms
in a life grip
I scare you in water, in dreams, in your food
wet fear, fear of depth,
fear of black ink,
fear of arms. arms, arms
I'm a creature
my taste is a longshot into your bowels
lasting on, hurting on
getting stronger
I'm not poison, I'm arms. arms arms
in guerilla
your fears swim like weird-moving squid in your mind, you
can't get them to
show in single
with all of their, my! arms; arms! arms!
wriggling in you.
(2005-2013)