Lance Carthen

Rookie (4-10-81 / Mineral Wells, TX)

Look At The Way - Poem by Lance Carthen

Look at the way it stares through its eboni glass eyes.
Ghost behind your mirror.
Blindness filling you with fear.

Look at the way it smiles with its shiny, sharp teeth.
Is something fucking with your head?
Killer under your bed.

Look at the way it walks with its little wooden legs.
Whispers seeping from the closet.
No hero's here to stop it.

Look at the way it stares through your childrens window.
Strange taps on the glass.
Heart is racing deathly fast.

Look at the way it creeps up behind your cozy chair.
Too late to try to run.
Standing above you with a gun.

Look at the way it stares at your lifeless, bloody corpse.
Got your flesh in its teeth.
Bloody smile from cheek to cheek.

Look at the way it walks down the dark hallway.
A door slowly opens with a creak.
Your children sit up in bed and scream.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, October 19, 2006

Poem Edited: Wednesday, October 20, 2010


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