Instead of Making a Small Killing from Framing Guilty Words

You should take a chair outside
And watch the sun. We, your words,
Implore you. Don’t confess it.

Do it. Take a chair outside,
For once, and watch the damned sun.
If you all did it at once,

Just long enough to set down
Your smartphones and drone remotes,
Your passionate responses

To each other murdering
Each other and everything,
If you really all took chairs

Outside and watched the sun, trapped
Souls might grab their chance to run.