In the dark Driving Glance up to see In the mirror A following bulk With a single head light Its cyclopean beam Is tracking me Driving alone On this dark route And I shiver In my seat Sensing a monocular malevolence Behind Almost animal A robo-creature Stalking me in my tin box For miles the lone yellow shaft And its anonymous source Sweep an unnamed fear into me And when the road widens And it passes me I am genuinely surprised to see That its driver has a head.