late last night, a man balled himself up in the middle of the street

fetal
and
vomiting

hey you. i shouted from the screened-in-porch.
do you need some help?

yes, he moans miserable into the asphalt ice and into my ears miles away on the safety of the screened-in-porch.

inside, i phoned the police. but they never came.

and, eventually, he vanished.