Untitled (Iii) (1992) Poem by Patrick Wescott
Untitled (Iii) (1992)
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I tell lies to please you,
hiding all but my face.
I give you what you want,
even as it causes pain.
All you hear is crazy,
all you see is peace.
And your ignorant of me,
never seeing past your picture.
And I dance with bottled demons,
while you try to digest me.
Finding me untasteful,
You spit me up and walk away.
Wednesday, April 20, 2005
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