“Live and let live”, he says, wiping bits
of gristle from his jaws. On the bus
his seat neighbor disagrees, citing
Scripture – Noah, animals parading
two by two. “To reproduce, you see,
takes male and female – God’s law
and nature’s written plain.”
Werewolf sees it in his wooly mind:
animal weddings on a boundless sea,
bears bent beneath the Chuppah,
and giraffes, necks twined in a love knot;
rabbits exchanging vows. Imagine kids
hurling rice, piling inches thick
on the pitching deck, and even, in some
webby corner of the ark, a ceremony
meant to join black widow spider and her mate.
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