Patrick Wescott

Rookie (10/01/1970 / Webster, New Hampshire)

Untitled (Viii) (1993)

Poem by Patrick Wescott

I am all your love and hate,
yet I am a total stranger.
I am all your thoughts and dreams,
but I am unfamilar.
Release control and join me here,
where we feast on innocence,
and knaw on naivete.
For I am your father,
and your father was my son.
You can hide no truth from me,
and I will never lie.
For I am just a part of your mind.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 20, 2005

Poem Edited: Thursday, May 12, 2005