Parts Unknown

Long after dusk,

a girl travelled by train.

In the dark lied adventure,

But this was not her domain.

This path was hidden,

to her unknown,

She needed a guide,

a light of her own.

Lucky for her a man appeared,

with blue eyes

and a gray, scruffy beard.

“Hello gorgeous, will you take my hand?

I can show you this beautifully twisted land.”

She looked at him with caution,

deep into his eyes,

She felt it in her gut,

That he was not a man of lies.

So they walked down the path,

with no end in sight,

The good little girl,

sucked in by the night.