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1978-09-03

Sunday, September 3rd, 1978 
            Dreams of the Shaman again tonight
            power for the giving
            I preserve my dreams against the tide
            but what of the people in my life?

            Do I toy with them so cruelly
            I don't want to ... I just want to grow
            as big as my dreams ... or fall trying.

            She asked me to leave these many months
            and now she'd call me due
            but I won't give into these old ways.

            I ache inside for her need
            but mine runs a deeper course
            and tonight ... I hear Helen on the wind
            and all my questions tensed
            before realities brief facades.

            Sanity or no, convention or not,
            is it a space I can live with?
            And will her need
            give me the time to find out.

                                 gallagher
                                 03 september 78 - LSD
                                 references to Helen O'flarity

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

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1978-09-03

Sunday, September 3rd, 1978 
      The tides in my life are rolling
      these days begin to focus their force on me
      rebirth again...just as I've called for it...again and again.

      The easy paths always divide
      and I'm forced to choose, forced to focus, forced to endure
      where two weeks ago I had it all
      today, I'm looking at chaos and confusion.

      Rose wants me to come back
      Helen's in a mental hospital
      and the other three are stepping away for another look.

      I want to hold on the to clarity of my gut visions
      but they're so easily lost
      personalities, priority conflicts, needs, finite energy
      I'm small against my history, today.

      I know I'm going to take a ride
      through my doubts and fears to some other side.

      If you would, love me, life.
      help me through to the other side...intact
      with all my love and my freedom...and all my dreams.

                              gallagher
                              03 Sep 78

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

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1978-09-09

Saturday, September 9th, 1978 

      Long winter weeds of disarray this summer’s day
      our lady of confusion’s in town and Rose, as always
      seems to have her way
      I’m too much here … I want to get away
      I need to run in the morning’s cold crisp light
      I need to sit alone in the evenings, hold my emotions tight
      I’m getting too torn apart
      by all these plays of love.
      Sometimes I wake up and wonder
      how did I come to be here where the hours can turn
      each days another confusion, pain in my mind
      I think that I am getting a little worn.
                              gallagher
                              09 september 78

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

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