I Killed a Fly

I killed a fly
and laid my weapon next to it
as one lays the weapon of a dead hero 
beside his body—the fly
that tried to mount the window
to its top; that was born out of a swamp 
to die in a bold effort beyond itself,
and I am the one who brought it to an end. 
Tired of the day and with night coming on 
I lay my body down beside the fly.