Under Thirty

Thirty years was the far wall. Yesterday they wrote a door through it on a bill that started as child support.

Two drafts: the planned kill, or every intentional death that already carries the hard sentence.

Final vote no earlier than October. Until then the wall still stands for whoever the clock already closed.

The years that ran under thirty do not sit in the chamber. They spent what the limit held while the new mouth was still ink.

Morning about twelve, partly cloud. Sunrise gone to 6:51.