All Hallow's Host

All souls race

slick black

rain leaved,

pavement toward

the door

I leave open.

Alone they find

dust piled

in corners

that tell

tall tales

of another haunt.

The sun’s been

gone now

for hours,

night’s nearly

grasped the

last of it.

I wait standing

to feel

their warmth

come ‘round

in circles

to finally settle.