Hitchhiker

I wondered why I’d flagged her down – She looked a mess and acted weird; She talked about the deaths she’d watched And roared with laughter as she steered. I said I didn’t want to know About the accidents she’d seen; She told me, ‘Hell, I’m having fun.’ And, ‘Get out then if I’m so mean.’ At last I said, ‘I get out here.’ - I hoped to thumb another ride - She let me out and laughed again, And told me, ‘This is where I died.’ She vanished then before my eyes. As thunder rolled and lightning flashed, I slowly walked towards my spot: The place I’d died, where I had crashed.