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.