Tuesday, March 3, 2015

Several References To Cannibals

Terence has run round the outside of the maze to the entrance, where Sweezus is lounging against the high hedge.

Here he is! says the girl with the green dress and red lipstick. Your little one.

Terence stops short in front of Sweezus.

How did you get out? asks Terence.

Charm, says Sweezus.

The girl with red lipstick frowns.

I could've got eaten, says Terence.

Sweezus and Terence walk back to the table where Arthur and Pablo are sitting.

Arthur is drinking something straight from a bottle while Pablo recites something loudly:

......your hands, the colour of a savage harvest,
I hunger for the pale stones of your fingernails,
I want to eat your skin like a whole almond.....

Eat his skin now! says Terence.

It's not about eating, says Arthur. How was the Dot Maze?

Not about fun, says Terence. When can we go back to the rehearsal?

You're not going back, says Sweezus.

They sit on white plastic chairs under the black umbrella, and order more drinks.

Several ladies in cotton hats appear to be staring at Pablo

I'm not going back either, says Arthur. I hear Gaius is playing Cacambo.

Yeah he is, says Sweezus. So what?

Gaius and Ray nearly get eaten by Oreillons, says Terence. Until they say they're not Jesuits. And Gaius's got sword pencils. We're allowed to use them. One of them's red.

Not tempting, says Arthur.

Pablo sniggers.

He found them in the ocean, says Terence. He was chasing a Lead Pencil Shark with red gums.

He was in Victoria, says Sweezus.

Without me? says Arthur. Who did he go with?

No one, says Sweezus.

Arthur takes another swig from the bottle.

Maybe I'll take a look in, says Arthur. Tomorrow.

I'll come with you, says Pablo.

Sweezus finishes his drink and goes over to buy another.

One of the ladies in cotton hats comes over to speak to Pablo.

We couldn't help overhearing, says the lady. You mentioned Savage Harvest. Are you that writer?

Pablo isn't certain if he is that writer.

He frowns.

The one who wrote the book about cannibalism? says the lady.

It's not him, says Arthur.


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