Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 The Hitch-Hiker

A young hitch-hiker thumbed a ride

With an old woman in her car.

She welcomed him sit by her side,

And said she'd drive him near or far.

The hitch-hiker did try a while

To make some light small talk with her,

But she just nodded with a smile,

Not up for small talking for sure.

And so the hitch-hiker sat back,

Watched out as time and place went by,

Then nodded off and all went black,

Then awoke, this hitch-hiking guy.

A young driver he did behold,

And he the hitch-hiker now old.