Figure D15 INDOLENS

Down where nameless horrors wind and slurp,

Dreaming on a dark abyssal plain

Of punishing those apes who dared usurp

Thy brutal, dark and cephalopodic reign—

But humans are no more; so all in vain

Thy long-departed cultists wail’d and leapt.

There are no brains to eat and plunge in pain:

Thy appointment with the stars was left unkept.

Alas, o Elder One, thou hast long overslept.