Kerri Shying R # 286 - Octopus Spirit

Octopus Spirit

So you guys all know each other

right    know the same words

or you aren’t one

one of them   fullas

bidgee  that’s how you say it fraud

I know your little game      the texts go

ping  while the spanakopita

is ready  and the long red spuds

are browned and full of fluff

I want to let them be the sonar

of the racist world  feeling me

from the far rock shelves

envy   hatred        spaces I don’t

share    I take my octopus scuttle

along the soft drift of the sea bed

in the mistiness I find

you my loved one there