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