Rejected at the premise. On premise alone. Swung and missed and gone.
One look. No deep long intimate inspection into internal plains,
tilled rows, dry garden dust choked breath off weak spirit.
Weak season. Bags beneath lonely, hungry eyes.
One of those guys. Adopted big brother, who,
is only on the inside, like no other. Stubborn.
Refuses to share no common ground.

Do not even try to stand on the same earth.
Rejected upon premise. Swung and missed and gone.
From birth.