There were phantom birds
haunting the dark forest last night
very nearly there
just at the edge of my vision
but then not
I could hear them rustle
in the shaded leaves
and catch glimpses of
rusted iron feathers but then
they were gone
Meanwhile
just above my head
glowing in the dying sunlight
a web was being woven
by a spectral spider
The woods were alive with ghosts
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