large, and full of ill-intent circling, gurgling cross-eyed and incontinent lurking, irking
eyes are looking amorous fumbling, mumbling razor-fanged and humorless she-devils of the deep
gracelessly they prowl the night seeking young meat like demented stalagmites streamed with seaweed stalking all the surfer boys tearing, pairing cackling in chythonian joy mating, mutilating
she-devils of the deep their shadows creep when we're asleep she-demons from the sea dismember you and eat me
look in their amphibious eyes you'll be sorry everybody hypnotized winds up splattered everywhere in their nauseating voice sighing, lying seeking all the surferboys dying, dying