If I was an octopus
I would live
in the hidden depths
of the ocean,
spraying
my ink around.
I would be
majestically purple
changing my shades
from
violet to orchid,
amethyst to heliotrope,
or maybe
lavender to plum
and all the hues
in between.
I would use
my suction cups
to climb underground
mountains
hunt prey
exploring my
world
in sensory overlo…