Dark waters rushing,
Falls in vain flushing,
The truth that endures.
Two false flag hits,
Memorial pits,
Where memory stirs.
Unholy squares,
Slippery stairs,
Bottomless sewers.
Dark waters
"And the daughter of Zion is left as a cottage in a vineyard, as a lodge in a garden of cucumbers, as a besieged city." – Isaiah 1:8
Cucumber Lodge 