however clear the sun could have been
the bloody creek

noah cicero is in the kitchen
he asks for a coke
i say ‘go ahead’

noah cicero takes the coke
he looks out the window
he says
‘i think i’m going to fuck up some shit’

i say ‘yeah, good idea’

noah cicero kisses me
he opens the fridge
he takes out a coke
he drinks the coke
he puts the bottle down
he looks at me

‘that was a good coke’ he says
‘i’m a good man, aren’t i’

‘you sure are, buddy,’ i say

cicero looks at me funny

‘what’s the matter?’ i say

‘nothing’ says cicero

he looks away
i am frightened by cicero
i go to the fridge
i open the door
cicero looks at me

‘what’s the matter?’ i say

‘nothing’ he says
he is grinning
i look at cicero again
he is still grinning

i take out a coke
i set the coke on the counter
i look at cicero while
i open up the coke
i drink the coke
cicero approaches me
i have nowhere to back away to
i scream
but cicero is undaunted
cicero picks up my coke
and drinks it up
he says ‘thanks for the coke’
i say ‘you’re welcome’
but then i think
‘you’re a weakling, elling’

cicero laughs at me
he says ‘hey, ellen kennedy,
come look at my stupid friend, elling
he can’t speak up for himself,
just look at him’

i say ‘fuck you, cicero’
he says ‘what did you say, elling’

i say ‘nevermind’

he says, ‘hey, ellen, come look at our friend,
he think he is funny’

at this moment ellen kennedy arrives in the room dressed like a
sexy hamster

i say ‘fuck this shit
this shit is fucked’

kevin sampsell will be in seattle, at cafe allegra for a future tense reading with elizabeth ellen and another writer. i will get to look at him. when i look at him i will try to make eye contact, and when i make eye contact, i will sharply slant an eye. after this, kevin sampsell will become afraid. his hands will shake. however, this will be advantageous for me, for then i could saunter over very slowly; having reached him i will shake his hand and introduce myself. i’ll say that i am “Elling.”

‘who?’

‘elling’

you mean elling

yes, elling

goodness gracious

i am he

after this, sampsell will bow to me, but i will pull him. ‘stop that’ i will say, ‘you needn’t do that’

‘it’s an honor to be in your presence.’

‘shut up. my time is short’

What we could not understand was how the willows in the swamp were weeping like willows.

A something rabbit leaped out of a pond. It hobbled on towards me. I asked it it’s name. It said it’s name was Bob. I asked Bob why he had been in the pond. Bob said that he liked it in the pond, for the water was made of purifying tonics. I wondered if this was true, so going to the pond, I put my hand in the pond, feeling around in the mud and around the plants that wrapped around my fingers. The pond felt cool and nice. Some shiny buzzing insects hovered calmly over the surface and a little tadpole-like fish had begun to nibble on my pinkie.

Now Bob, leaning towards me, spoke to me with a passionate stare, “you see there, Elling, the pond is nice. You have nothing to worry over. I will immediately tell Tad and Nancy about your adventure, for they are eager to hear news concerning the pond.

In the morning, Billy awoke to the sound of a man chopping a tree. He could also see Bertha right outside the window staring hungirly at him. In the next moment, unbelievably, Bertha was crawling pathetically through the window into his room, all the while with a passionate and rosy smile on her lips.

Billy thought about getting out of bed, but it was too much as the very wide Bertha somehow magically smoothed into bed right next to him, for she was quite light on her feet actually, and, with her strength, was dexterous.

Now Bertha was kissing his mouth, although not yet laying upon him, for that might have crushed him. And so, Billy, despite his resistance, could not help but to get a suddenly strong erection, so much so that he could not restrain himself from wrapping his supple lean body around the pink-fleshed Bertha, for the purpose of pressing his member tightly against her vagina. Also, Billy warmed the good hearted Bertha fully back on the lips, for she was quite tasty and deliciuos. All the while, Bertha was struggling sweatingly to remove as quickly as possible as many of her and Billy’s clothes, which she accomplished with the easiness given over to stern headmistresses.

Now, also, the sheet and blankets had been tossed off, for Bertha and Billy were both getting quite hot in their lovemaking, especially as both the sun and Uncle Tarn were watching aggresively from the window. Billy struggled to insert his penis, but when he finally did he began a cycle of desire and pleasure that soothed his entire body, so that at the moment when he at last put his gentle seed into the vagina of our Bertha, he did not at all feel troubled to see that his Uncle Tarn was staring at him with an unparalleled fury.

Hamster looked into her eyes. Hamster fell in love.

Hamster took woman home with help from 300 other hamsters.

Good, happy hamster.