- In the Center of the Cosmos
- the Crawling Chaos dances
- to the whining and droning of pipe unseen
- upheld in an unseen paw.
- Forms strange and everchanging
- dance and flop dull and mindless
- to the flutes ghastly tunes.
- Around the Crawling Chaos throne
- who dreams and drowses unnameable dreams
- but is ne´er really asleep.