Octopus Eye

Shortly before midnight          
On the evening before the storm  
I walked out into the warm air,  
Gazing up I saw a cloudy sky.  
Clouds moved eerily slow  
Like the tentacles in the deep sea’s ebb  
And there amidst the clouds  
Hung a halo moon,  
An octopus eye,  
Which watched me  
Wary and intent, as if it knew  
Something I didn’t.  
Ready at any moment to syphon in  
The galaxy and through propulsion  
Expel star dust as it wisps away  
Leaving me standing there  
In the ink black night  
Yet it stayed, slowly changing  
Shape and color  
As the clouds passed by.
There I stood in darkness,  
With my imaginary octopus
Perfectly camouflaged  
As the night sky