Claw Me Claw Thee

Should I be here?

A wretch I remain

Like a chatterbox they go on and on

in a language unknown to me

Cackling and snickering

As my poor self tries to lend an ear

They laugh in that enstranged tone

Fangs and claws showing

Should I be here?

unredeeming outcast I remain

Hard as I try

Them steady picking on uneven teeth, unbrushed hair

mole on the face and antenna ears here

draped in hollow nothingness

I should not have allowed these strange arms to circle me

Spelling doom and thirsting blood

I should not be here

for I am alien

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