Zoologist Portuguese Man O' War Deluxe BottleBlazing sunlight glistens then fractures on the roiling surface of an angry tropical sea. A caravel bobs among the waves, its tall sail blasted by hot, salty winds. Dangling beneath the ghostly vessel, a curtain of lethal tentacles sways menacingly in the swell. The Portuguese man o war drifts, letting its unwitting prey approach. Up to 100 feet long, their lacy tentacles exude crippling venom with the merest touch. In an instant, the prey is

evaporating into the night

the master of disguise strikes

On a wobbly stage of branches

forming misshapen statues

until the release of warm milk signals a satisfying welcome to this vast new world

But as it prepares to alight

she in demure tones

Among tattered streamers of copper leaves

Trees soar to majestic heights and plants flower for the first time

Long fangs give the buck a demonic appearance

even their flight is concealed

sparing only the briefest of curious glances at the pensive faces below before surrendering once again to their carefree revels