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40 Séverine’s Ark An alarmist mist builds up beyond the zoological park, Wanting rain from the horizon. TheVictorian architecture is prudish. The brick is painted navy blue, And who cannot think of that lonely ship running Its epoch-making errand for God? The first time it was because the world was too wild. The second because there is not wilderness enough. Inside, a polar bear, contained steam, Her pelt panted over in a declaration of pure animal, Lets her cage-mate lift off her slowly— Not like a ghost, but a ghost’s opposite. She blinks the incandescent light away, Which catches the future in a dew-drop on his penis. ...

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