He woke up this morning with the idea
he walked from the back of the truck stop
where the spigot was
and thought about killing you
not you in particular
just someone
a you

Hitchhiking with a bootknife
a lucky stone
and a bandanna tied to a lock
waiting
waiting
the ever present waiting

Why did you stop?
what compelled you to pick him up
was it your good nature
or a service to humanity?

Any little dirt road, yeah
turn off here
did you expect it
or was it quick?

So many questions but
not so many
answers