i fear for her,

my little fawn,

the skin so soft

and white.

but i,

am bursting

with bullets;

i must be shot!

she will put the trigger

without

a fight

here on this night,

i lay in bed

watching her,

with all guns blazing

her innocence

is such a front

she comes down,

my little fawn

touches me with her

precious hooves

i sigh in delight,

close my eyes and

smell smoke.