A Better Idea
Daniel Huron
Sat before me, a loaded gun
Her eyes, wait for answers
My hidden truths. Compromise
A better idea: shut your mouth
Paradise. Silent longing
Day light. A place to lie
Whispered ciphers. Strained reception
Canon fire. Eviscerated
Await affection. Crooked eyes
Sat before her, misfired cap shots
Idolize, ideas not action
No light, here resides