Dredged Up

by 31   Oct 11, 2021


No solace in dark dreams
In sleep there’s just dread
Dredged from deep waters
Or just sick in the head

Dank cellars below dirty floors
Scratch marks on damp doors
Dressed in drab silence
Drenched in death she claws

Drinking dregs from what drips
Pleading dead eyes that got sick
Don’t dally to disgrace now dear
Dragged drowsy to learn and turn the trick

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