POETRY CORNER: No Ride for Me

No Ride for Me

A Mick Grant Original

I see you staring me down on the side of the road
Me, wondering if you’ll stop to pick me up

Suddenly it starts to rain
I see the concern in your eyes

The taillights light up and you slow to a crawl
I pick up my pace but I’m still leery

I hear the locks engage as I approach
The hesitation shows in your eyes

As I knock on the window you stare straight ahead
Then I read your lips “I can’t do this”

I wave goodbye as you slowly leave
I throw you my best sad face to change your mind

Obviously, it doesn’t work

You always act this way when you’re drunk
It’s going to be a long walk home for me.

Mick Grant is a published writer of The Fading and Other Works. He lives in China Village.