When to go

Animals stop scurrying
Birds hush in less than a second
so sharp is the silence and deafening
It seems to sever the very dimension
Under the canopy

 Oh the forest fell silent again
No exit from the undergrowth
That spector of the woods
spiritual mutation

The grizzly scream
Wheezing and curdling
drilling into the terrorized campers
stalking them in the sunless wood

Ambling with no permission
with no distinct form
pacing through the brush
anger in the movement of the translucent skeleton

only a mile from the disappearance 
of yesteryear since
Don´t investigate the strange shape and glow
just flee now and know when to go

Winter is starving and the evergreens stir
lost hikers astray in the snow just froze
yet something in the silence grows
you must flee

Take flight from the frozen wood
know when to go