Archive for September, 1979

1979-09-13

Thursday, September 13th, 1979

How strange that Kathy brought it home
to me today tripping on acid, Helen … Helen
in perspective … Helen explainable … Helen real
and now magical … Helen intact.

All my work to shed roles and avoid subjective
artifice struggling so against habits and training
to leave my heritage behind me and I found
waiting on the same station platform when I arrived,
Helen. Helen, stripped of all the same
by reason of biochemical insanity, there at the same
juncture. One stripped by volition and one by
insanity .. we recognized our kin
no matter how we had come there.

gallagher
13 sep 79

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

1979-09-13

Thursday, September 13th, 1979

Roles … too long we’ve been tangled up in roles.
Masculine, feminine, woman, man, interlocked,
symbiotic, fragile and unreal.
Unreal outside of our embraces
and the ego treasures we both carried off.
Today, with acid whispering in my ear I looked
at this … us.

I’m not comfortable outside our enclaves…
what is there of us
if we stop our male/females dances?

Clear eyed, we considered it and, hopefully,
opened a deeper way.

Consciousness, let us break our role chains.

gallagher
13 sep 79


— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —