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deviation in storage by Z-Doodler



How many times do you have to
screw with my head
around like
an electric socket that goes to a lightbulb until it goes dead
from so much exhaustion of always having to"stay on"
for a faulty parallel circuit that just gives in
to the slightest trigger that touches its brim
copper wires wrapped around power that is trying to glow

Why are you hiding me in a restrictive shallow sheath skin
when I'm trying to grow

all I want is to feel complete in a formation
that travels like traffic, paving a way
for my electrons to scurry like the information I have to retain
that shock me in the brain
that mold ideas and thoughts that
awfully hurt me—it's suffocating like
cellophane on skin underneath the rain.

I, my body, any body
thirsts for some affection
some sort of attention
something that can end
that anxiety of wanted
to feel complete

why must you rob me of my light?

if it is the only warmth I can provide
for my circuit, and my wired manipulated paradise.
I met a witch once
she was about to eat me alive
but before she was on the verge to
I asked her, "why?"

She was suddenly confused
startled by the question,
and she said,
"my dear, because I have to eat."
then I asked why she had bloody feet

She was starting to get annoyed
and she said, "I don't like to talk
and play with my food."
I said, "I apologize madam.
I only wanted to know,
because it seems like no one has taken care of you."

she was rather astonished
and astonished she was
that for a mere second,
simply turned into a pause
she was cackling so much
she had to use her nail like claws
to cover her sharp teeth

"My dear," she said,
"Why do you not flee for your life?"
and the child replied,

"Because I am lost and I have not died.
My parents abandoned me here, and so I have tried.
I have no home, no way, nor alibi."

"Have you given up, my child?"

"Not really, I still have my might."

"Then run," she nodded,
"before I catch you again."

and in the grey woods that day
in the very little light,
a child was set free in spite of a
dangerous hunger, and quite a fright

Alas, the witch died that day,
and that very night
when everything was dipped in silver
in the hushed woods bathed in moonlight

The sun awoke and
the child still searched for the home they longed,
all while hoping to be caught
while they waited and yawned

everyday and at every hour
again for the stranger that belonged
in the home of the green hollows
of the grey lighted woods
to bandage her feet
for the next time they meet.
I am a cannibal
But I'm also a priest
and oh with such delight
I have my human feast

You see they come to my churches
"The House of God"
To abridge all kinds of sins,
onto  my dinner plate
as we pardon all human flaws

You have:
the killers
the rapists
the virgins and the sons
the incest, and diseased
the poor and the rich
and all the homosexualities

and let's not forget
the prostitutes, and gigolos
with all their sexual profanities

They all come to ask their inquisitions
wanting to know the answers from God
as if He could touch them, but instead

I just draw out their blood,
and the loins, but before they all
exchange their coin
in order to liberate themselves from sin
oh sweet indulgences, they let them take whim
all just for sweet forgiveness;
it's okay deliverance only costs a couple of limbs.

I just deliver punishment
However, I do give grace before my meals
after all, it's a burden I have to deal with too
I am not Him, nor am I privileged to deliver whim
I am unworthy, but conviction tells me to be cruel
perhaps I'm just a fool; a crazy old fool.

The best ones are the convicted
fat and full of themselves
after they win a case in front of the judge
but the ones that taste the best are the lawyers
who must stand for what they feel should fall
poor creatures full and conflicted

the miserable ones are the first year medics
who quite can't conceive
why they could not save someone's life
even though they were meant to believe
I don't like them too much,
their lacrimal glands and sinuses get too soggy.

the rich blonde walking suicides
come to ale their pains in my Father's hide
but they are so selfish and blind
corrupted and inclined,
persuaded and refuted,
blessed and confuted

that they sometimes kill themselves outside my door
those are not delightful in the least
they spoil the fun of the feast

sometimes I get runaway children,
they are tender and soft
I might as well stop them now before
they  go spoiled, and aloft

as for the nuns in the convent
they sometimes  sin
within the same skins they are built of
along with other woman;
deprived of a "formal" touch
they have caved into other delights
and oh, I condemn them so for giving in
were they not married alone to the sky?
were they not devoted enough?
Young or old, their skins hidden from light
are so, so cold as you take a bite

even so, their screams are unheard of
if people ask of nuns, I tell the people they are with God
to the children, they turned into doves

I am a cannibal
But I'm also a priest
and in my church
and in my confession stand
I'll give you all my prayers  
along with my hand,
to understand all your penitences
listen to every word in all your sentences
if you give me your full heart in return

Cannibal Priest
Nickelodeon manga.


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Favourite genre of music: everything except rap
Favourite photographer: ....
Favourite style of art: A N Y T H I N G
Skin of choice: Not racist?
Favourite cartoon character: Dunno
I have returned from the hallows that I was hiding was dark in there...
and I have shadow friends that can eat children for breakfast.

Naw. I'm just back but only on a desktop that I must share because my laptop fried.
Yay~ more expenses I can't afford but what else is new?!

But yeah. That's about it. Just living life and breathing in.
Can't wait to return to college; I am loosing my healthy brain cells man.
The lack of human intelligence is effecting me. I scared, I scared!
I mean come on! Example of epic fails:

"Why is your smooth so skin?"


Tootles :3
  • Listening to: Heartbreak (Bare Noize Vocal Edit)
  • Reading: letters and words that form sentences
  • Watching: the screen with moving pictures
  • Playing: with an imaginary friend named "Carl"
  • Eating: everything that can move
  • Drinking: H2O (but it could be other illegal substances?)

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Eremitik Featured By Owner Sep 20, 2015
Thank you so much for the invitation to join your group. I would love to!
Is there anything specific about the group I should know about?
BlacK-Kat9 Featured By Owner Sep 20, 2015  Hobbyist Writer
Welcome! :) Nope, all the information you need is on the page.
The only thing that's "new" is the contest that is current and ends October 1st. 
LpsRoseDream Featured By Owner Sep 17, 2015
Thanks for the watch! :) (Smile) I appreciate it.
(Sorry for not commenting sooner)
BlacK-Kat9 Featured By Owner Sep 19, 2015  Hobbyist Writer
Lol I didn't watch you
my phone decided that for me 
but I see no harm on doing so!
ArwynandCole Featured By Owner Sep 11, 2015  Hobbyist Writer
Thanks for getting my reward to me :D  Have a lovely evening~
BlacK-Kat9 Featured By Owner Sep 13, 2015  Hobbyist Writer
You are very berry welcome! 😙
BloodshotInk Featured By Owner Sep 11, 2015
Thanks for the watch :]
BlacK-Kat9 Featured By Owner Sep 13, 2015  Hobbyist Writer
You're welcome! Your art looks interesting! I only paroused so far and like what I see :)
BloodshotInk Featured By Owner Oct 4, 2015
:D Thank you!!
BlacK-Kat9 Featured By Owner Oct 8, 2015  Hobbyist Writer
Welcome 😊
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