awaking from depths of the pond
the drowned harem lies to his feet
they would never question his regency
for he is the lord of the deep
no sacrifice offered
no tribute was ceded
in the spring he rids himself of algae and mud
starved and hungry for the flesh of the drowned
dams are bursting
rivers overflow
tide
is coming
sweeping
everything
away
lungs fill with water
you find it hard to breath
face the grandfather
death from beneath
skin maceration
bloated and deformed
post mortal preservation
banished in clay forevermore
never scare up the surface
enslaver and devourer
red hot coals in the deep
he emerges from beneath
awaking from depths of the pond
the drowned harem lies to his feet
they would never question his regency
for he is the lord of the deep
