I just read your poem and before I go dashing to a map to check I can't help but wonder if there are really towns in Michigan by the names you gave. In any case it certainly got me to wondering.
As I read your work many images flashed across my mind:
"Gaunt, black caped gentleman pointed a gloved finger" I'm torn between having him be a traffic cop giving them directions or the Grim Reaper directing them down a hazardous path.
I imagined hollow distant laughing with the "April fools day prank." line.
"Four souls alone in the dark." Seemed to be four nervous students at night in a car that was out of gas.
"Two badly bleached, overly plump and massively under dressed ladies" I'll just keep my remarks at a PG level on that one...
If I take a deep breath and step back a pace or two to try and take in the big picture then perhaps this poem is about the journey through life which we all must take and some of the experiences and pitfalls which we might encounter along the way.
While I have no way of knowing what your intent was when you wrote this, that's what I got out of it. With that said, I can remember many times when people read some of my stuff and got things out of it that were a total revelation to me!
All in all it is a good piece of work and I enjoyed reading it. Thank you for sharing your creativity and talent