Archive for October, 1977


Sunday, October 2nd, 1977

         ever lasting conjunction
         we walk through each other and melt
         into the next moment
         we wait, on the move,
         form ourselves and change
         all in anticipation
         that something will come of it
         the weeks and months and years
         are the backdrop to this now
         which we ever wait for
         surely there must be more ....
         Godot once told me this story
         but I had lent my ear to Gautama
         who was giving away poses
         to pass the waiting, with a smile.


— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —


Thursday, October 20th, 1977

         Seven years ago today I got out of the service
         and I can remember, like it was yesterday.
         Rose and I, driving north through central Texas,
         eating the fried chicken she'd made for the trip.
         We were going to Barry and Carol's in New Mexico,
         we were going to L.A. to visit,
         we were going to Eureka to live and go to school.
         Freedom on that day from four years of service,
         I was walking tall.
         Now I'm here in a laboratory,
         looking out at Palos Verdes
         and its like a time jump from there to here.
         How did I come to be here and where did Eureka go?
         What became of all my dreams of freedom
         and why are Rose and I living apart now?

                                 20 Oct 1977

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —