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