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B.Y.O. Exclusion; The Inalienable by John Zedolik



B.Y.O. Exclusion                                                

 

She brought her own beer to the dinner

party and soon directed her

 

conversation to the known couple

arranged at an angle to the other pair

 

at the table, which, square, should

have been miles long, and a rectangle

 

receding into range of non-existence,

so she could quaff her private brew

 

in the company of the favored two

 

like a prized vintage among the swill,

with whom she wanted her guts to spill.



 The Inalienable                 

 

No light lurks in this half-moon

of hill, so safe from the seekings

 

of any eye keen to expose soft

mystery for its private profit—

 

best to keep swathes of secrecy

so—no need to denude the sleeping

 

under the sable, deft default

at this hour-arc on the globe,

 

security in the hidden-kept

lost under so much ill-umination,

 

for found is at times a taken

from the unseen with right to keep.

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