Be Known Only

From the inside. The outside

Is either another
Inside looking out for
Another inside looking out,

Or it is neither, something
Else entirely other
And immune to looking
Even at its own hard stare,

Something complete, never
Nothing like the knowing
Of the inside looking out
From the inside, the nothing

The incomplete, the eyes
That might mean something
Lovable, frightening, scared,
If only they get glimpsed,

Wide behind the narrow
Slats of the visor, the iron mask
The barred hint that someone
Nothing cries out to nothing,

Take my side, see my side,
Believe me, you can know me,
You can know me as I know you
Only from here, from only inside.