Spineless

You say I’m spineless.
I agree.
I am an octopus.
I can fill in all the cracks.
Make you smooth if I want to

I can change my shape, change my appearance at will.
I can be what I need to be.
I am agile and flexible.
Curious and adventurous.
I am strong.
I am fast.
I am gentle or ruthless at my choosing.

I keep my own counsel.
If I’m here I want to be here.
I can distract you in a flash and be gone.

You see my cunning as deceit, but I am just me,
All the shapes of me.
My core is the same no matter what shape I appear.
You meant it as an insult.

Spineless

It is not.
It is just a different way of being.
You can look into my alien eyes and think I’m so different.

Just because you have a spine.