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  me when i am dreaming

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If I had a beak and a pebble fell and hit it, I'd get out of the way.  If I was an antelope and I heard the grass rustle, I'd run.  If I was cheetah, I wouldn't chase a mouse for meat.  If I was a flower, I wouldn't bend to the shade. But, I am a woman - I lean into the wind not to steady myself but see how long I can stand before you blow me over. I chase the meatless, look in the shade for the light. I believe the liar. I sleep next to the lite match, caress my healed burns and cry when I am burnt in the morning.  I build my house while the tornado blows. I am a fool with large eyes, a confused monkey whose instincts were checked at the threshold of my mother's womb.

But, like a stupid ram who picks a fight with a mountain, I wait for your loose parts to crumble.