ah the sex is juvenile, at juvenile times. his sleep is juvenile, afterwards juvenile boy stays in bed.
while bear hurries up. bear trots away.
ah she’s late, she wants to not be late, but is too heavy to move any faster.
she makes a sound deep inside her furry belly, comes out as a nervous g r r h h g r r r h
–in the landscape of words you want to have many maps, as each seems to mean so many things:

“i am unaware of the name of the literary device
you use of looping thoughts in a narrative, though it is effective.
revisiting snippets of dante, alice and shapeshifting, it is intriguing. capturing
primal and mystical. i would encourage you to develop a real story with a coherence centrality.
you do have a number of grammar mistakes throughout, so watch for those.”

bear shrugs, shrugs, but decide to make an effort to abide, behave, consent –like taking a shower?
ah but the faucets are placed low, must be down on all paws to figure out how this work.
water is scorching hot, or ice cold. what the fuck —how come shower head doesn’t turn on
tiles are glassy, all steamed up. surely there’s a way to have water drain from the bath tup, how?
now shower head comes on, right in the face. have to breathe, have to adjust direction
front paw taps at shower head that comes off and now water wells out directly from wall.
trying to turn faucets off again, while holding front paws over water
welling out out out

–hind leg paw fumbles the low faucet switch that comes off too with a breaking sound,
like “shreeiiiick” is followed by her bear sound welling up up up from deep inside furry belly:
g r r h h g r r r h