“The finite you know you fear is infinite: even at eleven, what you love is what you should not love, which endless bullies intuit unerringly.”

I found this line to be very thought-provoking.  The paradoxical statement that it starts with sets a tone of helplessness.  If the our obviously limited knowledge is unending then we can not aspire to know everything.  However, this is simply a fact; rather, it is a reminder of our humanity.  The image that follows is somewhat confusing though.  Is Bidart saying that bullies discover your flawed choice of love or is he playing to a larger picture, trying to say that our misjudgments will always be dissevered despite our innocent preferences?