Do ghosts haunt you in twilight hours? Thoughts of poem?

Question

HP, this is what happens when I stay up chatting to long...

Ghosts at Twilight

Peering in black,

mute living landscape

Ghosts start to dance,

romancing inanimate

3:00 a.m. bloodshot

Mind starts escaping

Ballroom awakening

Spirits in spirals

Crawling through walls

Spaces and doors

feast for the blind

An odd spectral mindscape

They dot my eyes

Cross through my tee

Threading peripheral

Ovals blink back division

Caught up in the game,

Of pantomime motions

Haunted wind spinners,

altering my seclusion

Floating in stillness

Jitters need feeding

Heartbeat in flutter

Instead opt for exit

Falling upon cushions

ending these illusions

Static dissolving into retinas

A welcomed dissolution

Answer 1

I like this one a lot. What stands out to me most are these sections:

Crawling through walls

Spaces and doors

feast for the blind

An odd spectral mindscape

Caught up in the game,

Of pantomime motions

Haunted wind spinners,

altering my seclusion

Some really nice word choices there.

Answer 2

Makes me feel like dancing, dancing... dance the night away.....

odd spectral mindscape....Threading peripheral....Caught up in the game,

Of pantomime motions

Haunted wind spinners,

altering my seclusion

Very strong visuals

Answer 3

This is a delightful, enchanting poem that catches you and never lets go.  The only line that bothered me was the last one -- it should circle back to the first because this must be read more than once.

Intriguing stanza:

{{{I love this couplet}}}

Falling upon cushions

ending these illusions

{{{This couplet, however falls short of the symmetry of the rest of the poem.  IMO}}}  {Opinions are meant to be ignored if they do not meet your ideas on your poem.}

Static dissolving into retinas

A welcomed dissolution

{{{ Suggestion}}}

Static dissolves into retinas

Welcome, Dissolution

(A slight personification).

T.