The Fish Still Dreams

When we common octopi 
rebelled upon the beaches and
threw our manna back at heaven 
(such symbols always return to Sea), 
we devised and gave one another gifts,
presents to filter the life we breathe;
                   though we leave these
               ill-fitting tech-traptions
           hidden in closets among
other fear filled consumptions
'till aerosolized excrement
                 requires them.