You know less than you’d like to confess,
But you know you know this. Sometimes things
You didn’t know never existed
Did. That’s the scariest. You’ve known it
Since the first time you found out something
You never knew existed had been
Calmly existing right behind you,
In earshot, in plain view, your whole life,
While you thought on what you knew didn’t,
And you never knew. Sometimes you’ll spin,
Hoping to catch what you never knew
Existed but catching some fiction,
Something you know never existed,
And somehow you know all about that,
But still less than you’d care to confess.
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