CROSSING PATHS

Everything is lush,
the birds are chirping.

"Hey sir,
where are you going-
do you need a ride?"
the man says at the stop sign
leaning out his truck window.

"I don't thanks."
I need the exercise
but it does make me wonder:
who was he-
a new friend
struggling to overcome social anxiety
by reaching out?

Perhaps...
I think as I put on my mask
in case any other humans
cross my path.