Radiation and “The Bear”

Rendo, 8/2026

                               I call the machine that is controlled

                                          by these three woman:

“The Bear”.

It is twice, no, three times my height;

With a tongue that extends several feet

beyond it's open and awaiting mouth.

On an earlier visit,

I had to get into the tongue,

so that the woman could use something like a bee,

to sting me.

Once below my navel,

and again, to my left and right hip.

Today, I am told to insert myself,

in the length of the tongue,

that has been made ready for me.

These smiling woman,

cover me with a blanket,

and tell me to lower my pants?

I was given a rubber object to hold against my chest,

just before they slide me into the Bears mouth.

Then all three women ran away.

The Bear begins to groan.

Above me, as I lay there,

I noticed a raised two foot circle,

Possibly, a wart on its tongue.

Something starts to move on my right.

A paw? No, something else.

The tongue slides it way to the left,

with clicking sounds,

Like a cog railway.

After a few minutes of silence,

It slides again to the right,

with a clicking like a freight car

clicking over the tracks.

Then, all is quiet,

until the woman appear again,

and send me on my way.

“See you tomorrow?'