THE BEAVER...JUNE 30 1979

THERE I WAS ,  GLIDING DOWN LONG LAKE AS THE SUN BEGAN TO SET AND OPEN IN FRONT OF ME LIKE A DRUNKEN VAGINA...I SAW A BEAVER SPLASH INTO THE DIAMOND EJACULATED WATER...AND I BEGAN TO MEDITATE UPON WHAT I WOULD SAY TO THE POLICE...SOMETHING LIKE..."OFFICER , I FIRED THE GUN BECAUSE I THOUGHT THEY WERE  JUST CAMPERS"...THE WATER DANCES OFF MY PADDLE .