'Squids 1' Poem by Shania K. Younce

Squids eyes are wide that fill the mind,
that only knows the path of dark.
With fins that glide and guide through
the waters with gentle twirls.
The squids eat one another to
become one together.

The pen thats see through in all holds
them up, so that they do not fall.
The beak that eats only to rupture the
food it needs.
For their only partly cannibal.

For they rarely see light.
Chromataphores blossming with colors.
For many colors they flash to be rid
of all unwanted preditors be warned.

Now I speak the last of my poem.
They have three hearts for which we
long.
They can't be told if our hearts are
more equal, nor do we know if their
more than us for they do not talk.
For they have three hearts as we
are cold.
For indifference we wish to see,
but they we'll lead us to a more
pleseant lovely death.