Another time...another moment with indelible written on it the strobe flash of recognition amid the mindless progressions of moments...the day to day.
A lifetime's change point bridging time and insignificance it brings to ground against the quiet paper.
I run so hard most times and think so little our world's going to hell in a hundred ways and my loved ones and I wait near naked against its caprice nothing so precious here as their moments and their love and so much seems to escape me so much.
gallagher 14 Feb 1981
— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —