Something wrong Will molest you in drug stupor On onslaught, constant and dry Web of oldness Makes creaking timbrel sounds Beneath the grass, beyond the sky Teasing dirty furry Abominations Will lick you awake and eat your weight Before and after the words Get down, put your arms under your body The oldness I dreamt that I was aloft On beating wing A sound unlike any bird's Out of the corner of my eye I saw a great bat's wing Oh, the oldness