an octopus.
its soul lodged deep in its throat.
an arm sent down
to seek and retrieve.
another forced down,
annoyed by its attempt
at a spritual quest,
chokes until the other 6
are a set of limp waste.

the soul melts back into the water
and the salt.

the body becomes
no more than sand.

the color of a rock;
predators see,
but know:
they are no match
for the true enemy.