It means one thing with work
something else with age and so on
through all its catenations.
The windows close at post time.
The bets are irrevocable.
The blight of losses has become
too much to bear.
But this is America.
Everything is on the block.
Like the prison yard,
it’s all about territory,
everyone wants to be the Rooster.
The narrative’s theme is haphazard
but there are the Favored who
give it a direction.
They draw lines precise as glass cutters,
though the line between acquittal
and absolution is not always straight,
and God’s own time
leaves us guessing to the end.