Pete : Writing

Wireless

Wireless

A Poem by Pete


When you knock, ask to see God — none of the servants.
To Call Me Quasimodo

To Call Me Quasimodo

A Poem by Pete


There is no ill which may not be dissipated, like the dark, if you let in a stronger light upon it. - Thoreau
Guts

Guts

A Poem by Pete


A gun will give you the body, not the bird. - Thoreau
Charge?!

Charge?!

A Poem by Pete


A man's real faith is never contained in his creed, nor is his creed an article of his faith. - Thoreau
Leftovers

Leftovers

A Poem by Pete


Suppose

Suppose

A Poem by Pete


We have the St. Vitus' dance, and cannot possibly keep our heads still. - Thoreau
Sweet 'N Low

Sweet 'N Low

A Poem by Pete


Sex without love is mutual masturbation.
Rock Of Ages

Rock Of Ages

A Poem by Pete


Listen to music religiously, as if it were the last strain you might hear. - Thoreau
Golden Distant Shore

Golden Distant Shore

A Poem by Pete


The sea-shore is a sort of neutral ground, a most advantageous point from which to contemplate this world.” - Thoreau
Both Poles Are Damn Cold

Both Poles Are Damn Cold

A Poem by Pete


Not all those who wander are lost. - Thoreau