an Octopus, walking in a tunnel, under the deep blue sea

     
I    
   
I’m the mass of an electron      
deep in the sea water    
under the doors of the equator      
     
living as nature of a strange charm,    
there’s skipjacks’ bathing in corals    
sharp-eyed all around me,    
     
their bioluminescence in fairy dust      
surrounds my hole    
where I’m hiding from a moray eel,    
     
the moray eel finds me,  and he eats me,    
     
   
II    
   
I said  
what am I?    
     
He said  
I think
you’re being very coy about it.    
     
I said    
I don’t know what you’re talking about.       
 
Is that a fish?      
     
     
III    
   
He said    
I believe in the powers of the universe,    
wherever the universe be    
whatever the weather we turn out together      
in our water color tapestry,      
     
He kissed me, and said just keep walking.