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