The Woodland Fey

The Greyhound bus stopped in Des Moines

That's where the little bearded man got on

He took a seat right next to me

I was troubled by his proximity

he said:

You know, I spent my last bitcoin

To ride with you where ever you're going

You know, my name means mischief, too.

And I got some in store for you!

It's the forest that's my home

but woodland fairies sometimes roam

And if your vision clear and true

You might see one next to you.

All that I knew

just melted into greyhound blue

All of my plans would be altered, too.

And out the window,

the passing waves of grain

Dissolved into a driving rain.

I woke up in a high stakes poker game.

All my cards looked just the same.

And that woodland fey pushed my money away.

"We're all in!" I heard him say.

you know where this headed right?

he said "you lost your last black chip

It's the start of a very strange trip.

The destination will not be clear,

but in the end, you'll be glad I was here."

Since the day I ran into the woodland fey

I never knew where he would lead me to.

Now I look out my window at the forest that surrounds my home,

I catch the eyes of a spirit in the twilight gloam...