"Be hole, be dust, be dream, be wind, Be night, be dark, be wish, be mind, Now slip, now slide, now move unseen, Above, beneath, betwixt, between." Something huge touched him, brushed him from head to feet, and he shivered. His hair prickled, and his skin was all gooseflesh.

The chant-like lines read as an incantation of self-erasure and transformation: the speaker is urged to become absence (“hole,” “dust”), intangibility (“dream,” “wind”), and liminal states (“betwixt, between”). The repeated “be” functions like a spell, pushing identity away from the solid and knowable toward the hidden and in-between. The prose that follows—an unseen, enormous presence brushing the character and raising gooseflesh—grounds the lyric abstraction in bodily fear and awe. Together, the verse and the physical reaction suggest a moment when the boundary between ordinary reality and a larger, uncanny realm thins, and the character senses something vast moving just out of sight.