NOT THAT I AM SAYING

NOT THAT I AM SAYING

my poem
is behind this wall

covered in fog, behind
a veil,
 
written
in an impenetrable code

guarded and gatekept
against each
and every
accusation
        of inhumanity

readers who are likely to
misread, misunderstand, come
to a wrong conclusion

must take care to
check the red sniper dot
bouncing around their head

not that I am saying
or would want you to infer
that I have scoped you
out
   from pride
of place and indeed have
you diabolically targeted