The speaker of "Dead town" imagines having the power to call the dead back with words alone. Quick and confident with language, they "talk bodies out of their graves," as if speech were a kind of magic. The reason is simple and a little startling: they prefer the company of the revived dead to sitting alone "in a dark place, not seeing." Loneliness and blindness seem to be the real threats here, more than death itself.
By the end, the mood shifts from eerie to oddly festive. The dead and the speaker "stand and make the moon take to bed," which suggests a whole night spent together, a kind of vigil or gathering that lasts until the moon finally gives up and sets. The image is playful, even defiant.
Judging by the title, the town is empty or ruined, so the poem reads as a small act of resistance. Words become a way to fill silence with people, and the feeling is more companionable than frightening.