She-devils Of The Deep

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