You Dont Know

you don’t know me at all

in your crescent moon wedged beneath your hidden house

you don’t know me at all

or you wouldn’t whirl around me and parade my nakedness

you don’t know me at all

or you wouldn’t forget my fears and you wouldn’t covet my loneliness

there would be no bleak emptiness in your cup

and the overshadow of your crimson hate wouldn’t resign in my mirror

you don’t know me at all

on your ferris wheel of highs

in your protected zoo guarded by polka dot zebras and purple lions

you don’t know me at all

not in your distinguished self

not in your bed, not by your side, not in your fantasies

you don’t know me at all'

but not because I didn’t want you to know everything

but because you choose to be blind to my call