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If I Was An Octopus
More imaginings from the “If I was a (blank)” prompt
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 overload.
I would become
an ancient GIANT
growing to undefined
proportions
becoming the monster
sailors lament about
in woeful tales
of death and destruction.