Savages

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Squids, or are they beasts?

Huddled in the darkest depths

Rocks of ancient

Forgotten spaces

Sunken to the ends

Savage and ugly,

The squids lay still

Snickers and whispers passed one to another

whites of eyes, so wide they glowed

skin of grease in the blackened troughs

Rasps in whispering tones they sent

To the trident-holder by the caves,

Ink-y gossip, in return for food

today they feast on jelly blue. 

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