by Anthony Servante
A shadow shifted on the ocean floor
All life at sea darted out of its reach
Beneath the waves there tolled a massive roar
As men in robe and hood approached the beach.
They built bonfires with flames to lick the sky
Women tattooed from head to toe danced free
To chants the men sounded arms stretch on high
To await the Old One's rise from the sea.
The waves grew long and swift and foam frothed red
Tsunamis wiped half the cult from the sand
Those remaining bowed before the drowned dead
As the massive foot emerged to touch land.
Huge was the tenacled face of The Beast
On the salted cult Cthulhu did feast.
