An octopus, shiny,
as if drenched in ocean brine–
looks at me from a vertical glass case,
once a fiery ball
formed into a giant bead of glass,
pulled and bent, constructed quickly
into 8 arms–lifting, dancing
silent.

Next to octopus, sea anemone–
floating, still, tiny periwinkle fingers, 
a crown, circling round,
caught in mid-sway.

So quiet, this room of glass–
jelly fish, sea slugs
iridescent orange blue pink
only sound waves of fluorescent light.