Post by kw on Aug 22, 2008 0:08:18 GMT -8
Written last night... Still a bit disjointed, but wanted to give the macabre a shot... 
'Neath the water's surface
lurked an ordinary creature:
bipedal in construction,
yet so different from a man.
Near the water's edge
scurried seven party goers:
each a product of selection
with extraordinary plans.
And great plans did they have
to survive,
to arrive
at the top of their professions
in their wealthy little world.
And great pains did the creature
take in stalking,
never balking
at aggression,
breaking surface,
his damp claws he uncurled.
Though never did they see him
or the unexpected features
that did strike from out his body
once he staggered onto shore.
Always stalking,
to survive,
never balking,
to arrive...
at the top of their professions
different species would collide.
Violate the party goers!
cried out primordial orders
tear the flesh!
very fresh!
feed on man!
feed on man!
Where's my brother, where's my sister?
screamed the terrified barrister
Where's my flesh?
Where's my crèche?
I'd not planned!
I'd not planned!
Within seven lonely minutes
did the creature's wrath and fury
take the lives of men and women
who had nary chance to fend.
Seven shadows stained with tissue
marked an ancient tempest's passing,
and with belly purged of hunger
creature crept back to his den.
'Neath the water's surface
moved the ordinary creature:
bipedal in construction,
having had its fill of man.
On the water's edge
bones from seven party goers
told the story of destruction
of a beast that chanced 'pon land.
'Neath the water's surface
lurked an ordinary creature:
bipedal in construction,
yet so different from a man.
Near the water's edge
scurried seven party goers:
each a product of selection
with extraordinary plans.
And great plans did they have
to survive,
to arrive
at the top of their professions
in their wealthy little world.
And great pains did the creature
take in stalking,
never balking
at aggression,
breaking surface,
his damp claws he uncurled.
Though never did they see him
or the unexpected features
that did strike from out his body
once he staggered onto shore.
Always stalking,
to survive,
never balking,
to arrive...
at the top of their professions
different species would collide.
Violate the party goers!
cried out primordial orders
tear the flesh!
very fresh!
feed on man!
feed on man!
Where's my brother, where's my sister?
screamed the terrified barrister
Where's my flesh?
Where's my crèche?
I'd not planned!
I'd not planned!
Within seven lonely minutes
did the creature's wrath and fury
take the lives of men and women
who had nary chance to fend.
Seven shadows stained with tissue
marked an ancient tempest's passing,
and with belly purged of hunger
creature crept back to his den.
'Neath the water's surface
moved the ordinary creature:
bipedal in construction,
having had its fill of man.
On the water's edge
bones from seven party goers
told the story of destruction
of a beast that chanced 'pon land.
