everything is what I don’t know best

To David J

look at me
when I am listening to you
my face
with both eyes
so often blind
to what I say inside
to myself
forgetting about me feeling everything so differently
and still getting broken
with every word coming out of your mouth
as if myself was part
of a conspiracy
against me
but I
am always willing to learn
new versions of suggestions
so this time
which is not
I don’t know for sure a little better
than the previous time when I knew nothing
which happened only the shortest eternity before
there was time for eternity
not now of course
which always brings me to myself
as a conclusion of life
single but not alone
where everything is only a small part
dust really
of what I don’t know best