Do I Know You? (Assigned, not a song)

I know the seeds in my back never sprout
I know I participate in marathons with the clouds
I know my language is an imprisoned criminal
I know that I have arms for everyone

I know my trachea is premature
I know my teeth are construction barricades
I know my joints yearn to relax in yours
I know that I hold telescope eyes

I know I have a marshmallow heart
I know I wear duct tape ears
I know I keep chameleon irises
I know that my vertebrae was built for train tracks

I know my soles play musical chairs
I know my padlocked ribcage lost its key
I know my lips pretend to be quarter moons
I never said that I really knew me.