Cinnabar Girls - The Man-Eaters

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where wild and brass the bladehandle,
“oh what can ail you knight-at-arms,”
their chews of copper off the zinc,
compress of palates, near they scrape,
i hear: she harbour man-eaters
in the house she harbour man-eaters
pray me not disturb them by a breath
for they know hospitality,
“and can you see them too?
can you see them?”
i see nothing,
but tarragon bread in a red oil wet,
from a gouge of hospitality.
“oh what can ail you wretched wight?”
the local habit breaks my claim,
white moon on the mountainpeak,
where none could hear it: she harbour man-eaters
in the house she harbour man-eaters
under sky who’d blight the house by fire
la belle dame sans extremities
entice a dance in cinnabar red
i hold back by hospitality,
starved lips in the gloam.
i know she harbour man-eaters
in the house now harbour me
“throw down your arms, come now embrace
a negative capability.”
i know she harbour man-eaters
in the house now harbour me
“come now, throw down your arms
will you see me like i see?”
i know she harbour man-eaters
in the house now harbour me
i see you
i see you
i see you
in your face i see a man-eater