to kill in June

by dm gillis

to kill in June
with lazy opinion—a
gun but not really
damn glad this isn’t Fallujah
proud that it ain’t Detroit
just a town of trees, bylaws & coyotes
with summer soon, the
tall grass ghosts of tedious fatalities
a friend found cold
with his new set of eyes
what could you see, William?
before they clouded over
& you turned the colour of pale dawn