Need a ride?

I told him that was not what I needed,

or wanted.

As the fates would have it, I was alone,

on a dark street

in the middle of the night.

I turned away

and walked to the corner,

looking back over my shoulder.

The car drove away,

and he was gone.

I was alone again,

except for the angry-looking man

who was standing at the corner.

Alone, with me.