Guides Poem by K. J. Broadhurst

Tom makes his way to work as usual, the
Night silent and cool. In the corner of his
Eyes he glimpses a strays eyes, following
Him meaningfully. The stray wonders whether

This man knows what is coming, his mind
Lost. The stray leaves, for another will
Wait. Tom feels nerved by the strange
Activity of these stray creatures. They standing

Like solders at their allocated posts. There is
Suddenly a bright light behind, it's shadow creeping,
There is a cry. Tom feels light as he is no longer on
His feet. He thinks of his little boy, warm in

his cot and his sweatheart. Before all around is
Cold and standing over him are two bulging
Eyes reflective and warm. Before they explode
With light.