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