Just Between Me

They like to think they know you,

so they ask no questions,

smiling benevolently

at the you they've decided

you are --

who you are not.

And they would have you remain

that way

as they glide right past you

to greet the you

who doesn't exist --

because it so pleases them

to have settled upon

any fixed idea of you
at all
which, by the way,

is probably much more

manageable and tolerable

than the you

you really are.