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January 5, 2009
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You hear a Voice that’s haunting taunting
The Head of the Table’s talking talking
And His words are walking walking
In your mind
Round and round
With a sickly, twisted sound sound

Your Ear is intently listening
When your forehead starts a-glistening
And your Hands begin to sweat
As your Mouth begins to wet

Your Hands go a-gripping gripping
To the Glass
Your Sweat goes dripping dripping
Your Throat goes a-lumping lumping
Your Heart goes a-thumping thumping
And Adrenaline goes a-pumping pumping
Up Your Spine

Your Glass in grip goes squeaking squeaking
And Your Eyes go seeking seeking
a distraction
From another guest’s action

Again, the Glass goes creaking creaking
And Its Contents go leaking leaking

Now, the Glass goes breaking breaking
Then Your head is aching aching
From nerves painstaking staking

The cracks go slashing slashing
At Your Lips
And the shards go smashing smashing
Onto the tablecloth
At Your hips

Your Eyes go blinking blinking
And Your Back goes sinking sinking
Just as You were thinking thinking
To Excuse Yourself

The Head of the Table’s laughing laughing
The guests’ attention goes halfing halfing
Onto you

Finally, You start standing standing
Eyes of the Supper Guests demanding, demanding
You sigh
And exit

This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.

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nygal said...
Sept. 8, 2011 at 11:31 pm
coldent have said it better myself ...that was amazing
Ayme S. said...
Aug. 19, 2011 at 12:01 pm
this could be a song! it's really awesome! please have a look at my poetry too.
miss-ray-ray said...
Nov. 8, 2010 at 6:57 pm
truly amazing..
maxxykat94 This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. replied...
May 4, 2011 at 10:16 pm
this was intense!
GoldenGirl This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Mar. 3, 2010 at 8:38 pm
You know, this is actually fabulous poetry; one of the best poems I've read in such a long time. What was really great about it was that it wasn't just a bunch of words; you turned an event from the eyes of a group of people, to your own, expressing a perspective that only you at that time had. And that's it; that's poetry.
Amanda13 replied...
Mar. 9, 2010 at 1:00 am
i completely agree with goldengirl
wolf13 said...
Feb. 15, 2010 at 3:04 pm
this was actually really good. i like how you just keep adding up and up in your peom. keep up the good work.
Summersong said...
Nov. 25, 2009 at 12:31 pm
heyy im from austin too!! :)
Paig3Cagl3 said...
Nov. 4, 2009 at 3:01 pm
Great meaning and insight. I loved it.
Beautiful poem darling=]
-Please check out my poems that I have posted it would be greatly apreciated.
vickilovesu0227 said...
Jul. 20, 2009 at 11:50 pm
heyy i think that i could make this into an amazing song...but i would need your permission, of course.
Leyah M. said...
Jul. 11, 2009 at 12:58 am
This is really good! The rhythm sounds amazing.
eleutheria_kai_agape said...
Jan. 17, 2009 at 3:44 am
ooh so frightening!! it's like a modern edgar allan poe thing. all of the sudden i am freezing with fright!
Summersong replied...
Nov. 25, 2009 at 12:29 pm
ooh yea it is like edgar allen poe! great job! :)
Aurora replied...
Dec. 18, 2009 at 7:17 am
i love your poem! it is wickedly awesome :)
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