Impossibly fragile, our bodies entangle
as we bump together in a dark sea.
Our tendrils sting and paralyze.
We hug our prey to us and devour them.
How our beauty shines.
How we ceaselessly flex and convulse
to make our small progess, ignorant
of the great tides moving us.
Nearly too tender and silly to believe,
we make our way through a cold and
limitless void, the brine jampacked
with numberless lighted souls.