Girl With the Gimlet Eyes

Her golden hair and gimlet eyes Caught me completely by surprise. With her I felt virile and strong As she slowly led me along. Into her dark web I was drawn Only to be her little pawn. Her secrets I feel I must share But she will track me anywhere- To Benghazi, Rio, and Cathay. She now seeks to put me away With no need of high-powered lead, Loving subtle poisons instead. I seem to hold a dead man’s hand As I scurry from land to land. Carefully choosing what I eat All my travels must be discrete. I now move around in disguise Avoiding words that are unwise. Just a shadow on the world stage, Seeking a journal to confess Where she will be without redress As it spreads wide my sorry tale Stripping her empire of its veil Before she crumbles in her rage. Daily I fear knocks on my door Stretched in darkness beneath my bed With pounding heart and aching head Awaiting my next meal in dread That fresh pizza will be, instead, Puffer fish pie to square her score.