#eater - Hello Poetry

So they march us down the street keeping time to a broken beat And the morals that we worship will be gone Spite the blisters on our feet, we will all make a mass retreat to a world where what we need will carry on It’s spiraling out of hand, and we’re polling the crowd again Nobody told me us life was not free So I say to me “Put up those halfway houses and pray the storm recedes.” We act so vicious out of greed As if there’s a victory among us, none such So we’re taking our friends and we’re puttin’ ‘em out like there ain’t no love to go around Pulling no punches, only teeth Then we’re taking the ends and we’re finding it out It pulls you up to push them down And this is not where I wanna be, either, picky eater Now I think we’ve lost the plot, so we make ourselves a new lot by putting two of our friends inside a room We’ll be popping our candy corn in a protest anti-porn while strapping ourselves inside the viewing booth And staying so clean Taking our Adderall, and going for the guttural Laying all our incensers next to us They’re blaming us for the mess so we’ve gotta totally digress and turn against the only ones we trust Next time I feel mean I’ll try openly Cut out my heart and tape it on my sleeve Can we have their shame redeemed for a handful of thee in tickets (quit this) I’ve got a certain feeling you’ll be beat around it when the bush is in bloom Again, I’ve got a secret 7th sense about it…you’ll dance like a foot if I shoot Though - my mind is resolute: I don’t play with my food. So we’re taking our friends and we’re puttin’ ‘em out like there ain’t no love to go around Pulling no punches, only teeth Then we’re taking the ends and we’re finding it out It pulls you up to push them down and this is not where I want to be, either, picky eater

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Sep 19, 2025

Sep 19, 2025 at 7:24 PM UTC

Sten

Picky

So they march us down the street keeping time to a broken beat And the morals that we worship will be gone Spite the blisters on our feet, we will all make a mass retreat to a world where what we need will carry on It’s spiraling out of hand, and we’re polling the crowd again Nobody told me us life was not free So I say to me “Put up those halfway houses and pray the storm recedes.” We act so vicious out of greed As if there’s a victory among us, none such So we’re taking our friends and we’re puttin’ ‘em out like there ain’t no love to go around Pulling no punches, only teeth Then we’re taking the ends and we’re finding it out It pulls you up to push them down And this is not where I wanna be, either, picky eater Now I think we’ve lost the plot, so we make ourselves a new lot by putting two of our friends inside a room We’ll be popping our candy corn in a protest anti-porn while strapping ourselves inside the viewing booth And staying so clean Taking our Adderall, and going for the guttural Laying all our incensers next to us They’re blaming us for the mess so we’ve gotta totally digress and turn against the only ones we trust Next time I feel mean I’ll try openly Cut out my heart and tape it on my sleeve Can we have their shame redeemed for a handful of thee in tickets (quit this) I’ve got a certain feeling you’ll be beat around it when the bush is in bloom Again, I’ve got a secret 7th sense about it…you’ll dance like a foot if I shoot Though - my mind is resolute: I don’t play with my food. So we’re taking our friends and we’re puttin’ ‘em out like there ain’t no love to go around Pulling no punches, only teeth Then we’re taking the ends and we’re finding it out It pulls you up to push them down and this is not where I want to be, either, picky eater

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for all the turbulence i sought and sought i was pretty good i was so good i battled through all the chaos my kite was finally flying but i snorted so much ritalin my pupils are tar pits and she calls me a hedonist but i don't know what that means i do know that i fear neither death nor consequence you can treat me like your last meal always at my most decadent i remember i need to eat then delete the thought the only thing that sustains me is the rushing by now you should know that it's all about me we did the maths remember?

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Oct 27, 2018

Oct 27, 2018 at 11:13 PM UTC

mdln

lotus eater

for all the turbulence i sought and sought i was pretty good i was so good i battled through all the chaos my kite was finally flying but i snorted so much ritalin my pupils are tar pits and she calls me a hedonist but i don't know what that means i do know that i fear neither death nor consequence you can treat me like your last meal always at my most decadent i remember i need to eat then delete the thought the only thing that sustains me is the rushing by now you should know that it's all about me we did the maths remember?

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Swallow the moon Consume the ocean Kick over the mountains eternally Fresh like coffee Old like stars Picking at teeth with a redwood tree When he's like this Standing tall and lean It's not about HE It's about the fire and the flames Fanned insatiably Finally For as giants fall like stones in sun So also will he wreck the earth Until the valleys and the peaks are one Leveled Swallowed Insatiably Eater Of Life Immense Is he

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Oct 25, 2018

Oct 25, 2018 at 11:49 AM UTC

colmistoirm

Eater Of Life

Swallow the moon Consume the ocean Kick over the mountains eternally Fresh like coffee Old like stars Picking at teeth with a redwood tree When he's like this Standing tall and lean It's not about HE It's about the fire and the flames Fanned insatiably Finally For as giants fall like stones in sun So also will he wreck the earth Until the valleys and the peaks are one Leveled Swallowed Insatiably Eater Of Life Immense Is he

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You don’t walk but slither You don’t talk but hiss Your tongue only blithers Coiled in bed with a monster so venomous Your a real man eater I, another mouse in the field Running in the harvest of Demeter While you strike, going for the ****

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Aug 1, 2018

Aug 1, 2018 at 8:54 PM UTC

EvilShredder

In Bed with a Monster

You don’t walk but slither You don’t talk but hiss Your tongue only blithers Coiled in bed with a monster so venomous Your a real man eater I, another mouse in the field Running in the harvest of Demeter While you strike, going for the ****

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Ancient wooden floorboards, dry and dusty, creaked under your heavy bulk of a man Black leather boots squeaked as you entered the hallway, lured by the darkness and the strong scent of another's desire Hinges screeching, screaming out a warning, the door closed behind your back You never saw the danger, only felt the dagger

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Oct 7, 2016

Oct 7, 2016 at 5:54 PM UTC

destinysmith

The Man-eater

Ancient wooden floorboards, dry and dusty, creaked under your heavy bulk of a man Black leather boots squeaked as you entered the hallway, lured by the darkness and the strong scent of another's desire Hinges screeching, screaming out a warning, the door closed behind your back You never saw the danger, only felt the dagger

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Learned today 1. definition of patois (non-standardized lnguage.) 2. NSAIDs apparently interfere with the action of SSRIs 3. Synonyms for Appetite Suppressant: Anorectic, anorexic, anorexigenic, anorexiant How many neural networks formed when your soul eats?

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Oct 12, 2015

Oct 12, 2015 at 8:21 PM UTC

WhereDoIGoFromHereDorothy

soul eatr

Learned today 1. definition of patois (non-standardized lnguage.) 2. NSAIDs apparently interfere with the action of SSRIs 3. Synonyms for Appetite Suppressant: Anorectic, anorexic, anorexigenic, anorexiant How many neural networks formed when your soul eats?

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Knick Knack, Patty whacks Give away a soul This old man just paid his toll.

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Apr 19, 2015

Apr 19, 2015 at 2:28 PM UTC