Metamorphosis
Tissue tears together
And stitches apart
Scales protruding through my epymysium
Slits forming gills conjoining the trachea
And flippers stretched from the crumpled bones
Mucus penetrating pores
A hairless fishman I've become
Ahoy, there it lies
Golden, shiny and slimy
There awaits the king of the sea
In the sunken city of Atflintis
He greets me with a bow
And then slängs me to front line
To war with the crab, the kräft, and the underwater lizard people
Like a supersonic torpedo
Riding on sharks, parachuting with octopussies
Hajtämjar-Bert, det är jag
Fear my name, and tremble before the fishmen
Jousting on top of seahorses
A swordfish my trusty weapon
Lassoing the crabpeople with åls
Crawling
From the
Abyss, old ones, eldritch horrors
Grabbing
Groping
Stranger danger
Ancient tentacles dragging me to the even sunker city of R'lyeh to feast upon my soul
Ahab the fisher king harpoons me through my ass
Reeling in the eldritch catch when the wormhole intervenes