i
red gelatin leaves weighed the cold branches to curve
i saw things in my dreams. like this and like that.
like you and like him.
like nothing happened.
i saw a believer once. sold for rain. for winter.
for smoke rings and for teeth.
gnashing teeth.
and i bid him fare freedom
and i saw it in my dreams.
how words dropped from words..
three became two
became one.
I still know things.
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