Don'T Want To Know Poem by moon batchelder

i don't want to know when the evening's coming.
don't care to be aware at the end of day.
don't wanna hear the sound of the distant drumming.
i already know what they're gonna say.
i can see the shadows around me falling.
can hear my lover's voice as he's softly calling.
'nearly time to go, love.'
but i dont want to know.

i already know that the boat is waiting.
the tacit gondolier with his face so white,
a coin is in my hand that i'm s'posed to pay him.
just so he can bring me to the other side.
everything's arranged and i'll soon be going,
my contention is that this constant knowing
distracts me so...
and i don't want to know.