First of all do you remember the
way a bear goes through
a cabin when nobody is home? He
goes through
the front door. I mean he really
goes through it. Then
he takes the cupboard off the
wall and eats a can of lard.
He eats all the apples, limes,
dates, bottled decaffeinated
coffee, and 35 pounds of granola.
The asparagus soup cans
fall to the floor. Yum! He chomps
up Norwegian crackers
stashed for the winter. And the
bouillon, salt, pepper,
paprika, garlic, onions,
potatoes.
He rips the Green Tara
poster from the wall. Tries the
Coleman Mustard. Spills
the ink, tracks in the flour.
Goes up stairs and takes
a shit. Rips open the water bed,
eats the incense and
drinks the perfume. Knocks over
the Japanese tansu
and the Persian miniature of a
man on horseback watching
a woman bathing.
Knocks Shelter, Whole Earth
Catalogue,
Planet Drum, Northern Mists,
Truck Tracks, and
Women's Sports into the oozing
water bed mess.
He goes down stairs and out the
back wall. He keeps on going
for a long way and finds a good
cave to sleep it all off.
Luckily he ate the whole medicine
cabinet, including stash
of LSD, Peyote, Psilocybin,
Amanita, Benzedrine, Valium
and aspirin.