The shining sword hits hard, the blade cuts so very deep,
I am haunted by this mighty weapon in my dreams as I sleep.
I see the magical sword shining in the moon's bright light,
And I scream in blinding fear at the razor sharp blades sight.
The terrifying sword is swung by a mighty warrior expert,
I can feel the edge slicing, and yet it does not really hurt.
As the flesh rips and tears, I can feel the raw burn,
I can see it all happening, but with a detached concern.
The sword is brandished by Bragi, he laughs as he swings,
He quotes lines of poetry to me, as the slashing sword stings,
With every stroke of the sword his words are embedded in flesh,
So strong is the dream that when I awake his words still are fresh.
- Glenn Bergen, Copyright, 2013.