I am such a shameless procrastinator

Sorry MJR, never did get back to you on D'Moleyk; back at first reading I was a bit shellshocked (wolfed the whole thing down in an hour or so before bed, a lot of no-holds-barred apocalypse in not much time! another terrible habit of mine, the archetypal all/nothing binger). Your art is so compelling, I'd have been fine with it driving a standard-issue post-collapse survival tale; so getting something entirely different was doubly welcome.
Funereal, in a word. I dug the overarching cyclical, procedural motif; oddly tranquilising, despite the innate existential horror and ongoing brutality amongst the populace. That's death in a nutshell, I suppose; as inevitable as it is devastating. Mole dude being such an endearing little presence became part of that effect. On one hand, he's a harbinger of humanity's "retirement;" on the other, he has about as much personal responsibility for our fate as we did the dinosaurs'.
The "Day Of The Lords" reference was well-earned; definitely an appropriately chilly air evoking Unknown Pleasures and my personal favourite, the revenant quasi-third JD LP Movement. (immediately went and looked up Sentenced's "Funeral Spring" after, too; you listen to some good stuff!)
I loved the post-script, particularly your leaving the extraterrestrials' motives up to the reader to decode, and resolved to re-read it more carefully...
...but then I spotted a dreaded Shiny Thing and wandered off.

Will revisit this week, was happy to see my copy's still online despite Amazon's usual rubbish, not that I wouldn't have just gotten another!