Of Octopii, Death and Madness REBLOG

Tara Caribou – They die, but continue.

Raw Earth Ink

There are places

In the deep dark sea

Where you can find thousands of female octopii

Brooding,

Fiercely defending their precious eggs.

If dinner doesn’t happen by for any particular female,

She won’t eat.

Days will pass with no sustenance;

She starts to go mad,

Acting erratically

With a self-destructive slant:

She might tear her own skin off,

Groom herself obsessively

And snack on her own tentacles,

All the while stroking her eggs,

Sitting on them,

Lovingly caressing them with whispered water,

Staunchly fighting off the urge

To devour them as well.

But when her eggs finally hatch

She will blow them into a plankton cloud

To help ensure their survival.

Then she will die

By organic disassembly

And cellular suicide.

She will only live on in her orphaned offspring,

The females of which will grow to succumb to the exact same fate.

Yet succumb to this fate they do,

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