A red glow lights the street,
falling right at our feet.
We pound the pavements in fright,
fleeing the force of the night.
Vibrations hit the ground
from thunder all around.
The street light sways and groans
as we head for our homes.
Who will save us from these creatures
that torment and won’t release us?
I can see the road ahead.
I hope it leads to my bed.
I can’t take another night
of this endless, losing fight.
THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist