perceptions...are different sometimes

i try to have no preconceived notions when i come in
to write you
and then
i dont
without ever trying
and i still think. . .
im more honest than you.

im still, and will be for some time,
more honest than you.
not because youre not, but because you are asking.
and i know something here.

creepy, but real.
the smartest woman i know
said that.
she said it was smarter, and creepier.
i dont think its the same,
but i feel that.
its smarter and creepier.
im both smarter, and creepier.

thats how it is,
when i know something...that i shouldnt,
that i should not know.
i see things.
and theyre not like real pictures
but more like things i imagine
that may or may not
but sometimes in a very real way
come true.

and these people
trusting me
look at me
as if i am to know... to really know
for real knowing.
can you guarantee that?
i make no guarantees.

but apparently they are insinuated.
and i dont know it.
apparently i say things all the time,
that are blatant to other poeple.
but you were just somebody that i used to know.

sometimes i want you to be someone i just used to know.

but, bug, ask me now
what do i feel?

and you might get a differenet answer than you
bargained for.