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Mar 2020
Having never held a sword,
they have no weight in my dreams.

Not that they're light.
There's just no aspect of mass;
no steel sheen
or splitting thinness.

There is no difference between things in dreams.

Imaginings of vision blades
while waking,
and in my sleep
pulling out  teeth.
BB Tyler
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BB Tyler
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     Gideon, ---, --- and Carlo C Gomez
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