A face looks so carnivorous <br />From the nostrils down: <br />An open, ravenous trap, <br />Half full or half empty <br />Gleaming with ivory shears <br />And threatened sharpness <br />Of incisors clicking. <br /> <br />I fear it's raging hungers, this face; <br />It looks ghastly unkind <br />With tearing, strong molars, <br />An impertinent softness of tongue lurking <br />Concealing the violence till the last instant <br />While delicately testing <br />The perfect temperature of warm blood. <br /> <br />Who says humans <br />Don't eat their young; <br />Things sometimes happen in the dark, <br />Late of night, things you'd never catch in daylight- <br />Why do some never have children at all; <br />Perhaps they became too fond of newborn flesh, <br />Delicate as the palest veal-calf of the restaurant. <br /> <br />And it only looks human <br />When you add in some eyes.<br /><br />Patti Masterman<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-face-looks-so-carnivorous/
