Blood from one of you Things won’t obey when attacked. It’ll try and survive. They find my desire monstrous,my body twisted and disgusting.I’m a pollution of the pureand the known divine.My intricate flesh glistens, red-wet and raw in the albedoof starlight and flare. Needle flashing, blood abnormal,I’m grotesque, a threat, unspokenhiding just around the corner;I’ve…