Weavings

Drag me down to your level
Hold my face under water
Until I gasp for relief
A mockery of sin’s daughter.

Slow the drum’s beating
Thump, thump, and roll.
Shame hangs on the shingle
Silence fills the hole.

Ride on into a bad dream
Fail me not in the gloom
A nightmare’s path undecided
Woven into the loom.