get down on your claws          
                    
                                          
                                          
 it  must  evoke the  feeling  of  having 
 friends. it must be  for to do crime. to 
           do what isn't done-            
                                          
 to  do what isn't done through  the thin 
 paper wrapping around  the soul. opening 
                                          
 get  down  on  your  claws.  don't raise 
 arms  in  defense.  don't   peirce  like 
         thorns through the paper.        
                                          
          and then rip it apart           
                                          
                    
                                          
 on the floor of  the sea  lies the  most 
  peculiar sludge creature, with a dreamy 
    face... they are experiencing pure    
 ecstasy in a  self-made reactor meltdown 
  (underwater society nudges inhabitants  
 into  this  hole  as  a  way of  dodging 
             responsibility)              
                                          
                                        
    
   liquid sea dragon                    
   subsuming reagents                   
   resuming common sense                
   and harming gentlemen                
   farming lives and then               
    
                                        
                                          
 keeping that  poison inbetween  its many 
            blue fleshy spikes