Chances and odds

Chances are
Apprehension
For nighttime nihilists
On wheelless wagons

Every inch
Unspared
By willess flares
Of deterioration

Fingers in holes
Sinking boats
A sole exhalation
Complicates nerves

Odds are
Against
Moral justice
In systematic hands

Watching for shadows
On the first of falls
Heart racing
Foreboding last calls