Leaves skitter across the road in the evening gloom
The darkness
rolls in over the city with this sharp wind,
it rises from the sea and swallows us
As we sleep.

You do not know this,
tucked cozily in your beds
and your living rooms.

The black sky
pulses against your window panes
but your back is turned to it
You ignore
it's whispered request for admission.

It roams
over your roof,
settling into the gaps between the shingles
looking for any cracks
any unfilled ***** hole
through which it might leak
down
into your home
onto your head
oozing in through your ears
until it fills you up entirely.