There is no thing
that can match the surreal
beauty of the squid.
Make no mistake:
the squid is beautiful
alright.
Unique,
almost like
it is holding
its own form captive,
so extraordinary
is its texture.
So irresistibly
slippery is
its mantle.
Each colourful
chromatophore
dancing upon
its skin in a flicker.
Like the sun's
rays covering you
in warmth.
This beguiling squid -
a delicate
mechanism
cloaked in sequined
membranous
epidermis.
It's all in the look:
If you watch
the squid closely;
stare into its wondrous
eye; you'll notice, not
by chance, it looking
back at you
- and into you -
and it is in this
looking you'll find
there is no other
reality to behold.
Other than
the squid.
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""A story assembled from everyday objects, unassumingly and quietly, that stuns and horrifies by increments...The Canal may look, at first glance, like a love story, but it harnesses the power of parable." John Wray, author of Lowboy.
