A Ghostly Spider City
N Nhien Nguyen MD
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Spiders have left or they have died
They left behind their deserted ghostly city
With many torn insect wings on windowsill
And scattered carcasses of small spider bodies.
This spider city is now just a city of ghosts
With no sign of life during the day or night time.
Every night, dusk to dawn light still shines
But no trapped insects and no spiders' acrobatic shows.
I miss old busy days of my spider city
Where agile spiders waited for their captives.
They awaited patiently to see what their surprise could be
And ready to launch their strikes with lightning speeds.
My dusk to dawn light still shines and breezes flow
But just torn spiderwebs hanging in the glow.
With nostalgia, I watch from behind my window
Once a busy Spider city now just ghost shadows.
NHIEN NGUYEN MD
11/18/2018
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