Dark Homecoming

Death stalkers screech,

and mortal shutter at the sound.

Night's sky slides down

as the stale sun silently sleeps.

Stay still and hide-

but strange catlike fiends still find you.

Try to run through-­

but primitive footsteps follow.

Stark smelling smokes

raise from the mouths of walking dead

as arms reach out

to welcome you to your city.