Cinnamon and Jamcakes…

There was a girl  by the name of Cinnamon that lived with a billy goat named Jamcakes…
They slept together in a bed made of discarded 80’s fluorescent sunglasses…
Jamcakes always liked to lick Cinnamon’s eyeballs while she slept…
Cinnamon liked the way Jamcakes licked her eyeballs and was convinced it fostered amazing dreams…
On Tuesdays they go hunting for aardvarks…
They don’t actually hunt them…but just pretend to hunt them…
And when they find an aardvark they quickly dress him up in winter clothes…
Like 4 mittens for his toes and a toque with a huge pom pom for his nose and earmuffs for his bum and brain and a faux fur scarf to wear on a train…
Cinnamon and Jamcakes also enjoyed staring at the moon…
They would stare for hours…
Then they both would do shots of wolf tears mixed with apple juice and coerce the moon to have sex with another moon…
And then they would coerce that moon to have sex with another moon different from the first moon….
Another little weird thing they did was pretend they were blood sucking bats but instead of blood sucking bats they actually were french kissing bats and they would run around the universe french kissing everyone and everything…
They would french kiss lotion bottles, and french kiss little babies when they yawned…
They french kissed catfish and glassware and wedding cakes and those socks with the separate toes…
They kissed coleslaw and starfish and little monkeys that scratched their bums on trees and plastic bags and used tin foil and roasted chicken and boxes of q-tips…
After all the french kissing they would get tired… they would crawl slowly home and take off their shoes, lassos and glow in the dark forehead bands and then they would snuggle up back in bed and shut their eyes and dream of all their past and future moments that are so momentous that they cross over and overlap on top of the present moments and the moments all caress each other and make purple paper cranes that soar above porcupines that smoke opium on top of forts made of those gelatinous balls in bubble tea…. The End xo

2 thoughts on “Cinnamon and Jamcakes…

  1. favorite lines include: roasting q-tips, opium smoking porcupines and FRENCHKISSING glassware!!!! can we do that? n

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