Escape Clause

Escape Clause

A Poem by Pete
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So I dam up my stream, and my waters gather to a head. I’m freighted with thought. - Thoreau

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Small dams in small creeks can have big ...

if i spilled my guts
without such ifs, ands or buts
with holes in donuts



© 2025 Pete


Author's Note

Pete
“I believed that the woods were not tenantless, but choke-full of honest spirits as good as myself any day– not an empty chamber in which chemistry was left to work alone, but an inhabited house. It suggested, too, that the same experience always gives birth to the same sort of belief or religion. One revelation has been made to the Indian, another to the white man. I have much to learn of the Indian, nothing of the missionary. "I am not sure but all that would tempt me to teach the Indian my religion would be his promise to teach me his. Long enough I had heard of irrelevant things; now at length I was glad to make acquaintance with the light that dwells in rotten wood.” - Thoreau

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Pete
Pete

Boston, MA



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I love reading, writing, music, nature, God and feeling emotion, not necessarily in that order. To me, these things go hand in hand. My favorite writer is Henry David Thoreau. I think he was a geni.. more..