The Door Opens

Driving past all the exit signs
In my brand new Mustang
Turned up the stereo volume
Deep Purple singing Hush

Heading down the highway
Drumming the steering-wheel
Semi up ahead changes lanes
Throttle to the floor as I pass by

What’s that over the horizon?
Reflections of light in my sight
Turning down the driving music
I begin to ease off the accelerator

Hitchhiker lady with a thumb out
Russian roulette enters my mind
Do shadows lurk behind her eyes?
Should I stop to offer her a ride?

Voices tell me not to entertain this thought
As red glow filters from my spoiler
Her silhouette in my rearview mirror
Silence surrounds as the door opens