headlights in the dark

(Headlights in the dark)

In the near dark
Right before me
Slowly stalking
Forward
No other lights on
in this Backroad
but those headlights
A Window rolls down
...anxious I wait...

And older man
Glaring in my face
He screams a banshees holler
...It would curdle milk

Pedal to the floor he roars off
Laughing

I dont know
where I am going
after this

But still I continued my search
Trapped in the old poem
Dreading the long walk home
Dreading having nothing to say

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