wild_eyed_woman WILD-EYED WOMAN I see her on the corner a wild-eyed woman standing.... watching... watching the streets Why, how is she here a figment... a dream... a nightmare Leads me the rest of the way-- struggling-- I don't want to go Why what fears does she hold this wild-eyed woman who stands on the corner waiting, waiting, forever waiting for me to come What keys does she hold what secrets of the soul hides in her mind Help me I'm fallen and can't get up of her eyes wild eyes shining Shining in the night but only her eyes are drawing me across the way I don't want to go. But slowly-- against my will-- I am... drawn Help me I'm lost to the wild-eyed woman Trapped... in my desires lit... by this woman, and her eyes her wild, wild eyes....... Paul Vernon Deffendall January 17, 1992 PREVIOUS POEM NEXT POEM RETURN TO FADED GLORY