SamadhiMuse

                     Long time sleeping
            Sometimes I lay awake at night
               and my thoughts just crawl like liquid snakes
            and my life seems to pass in front of me;
               the waste, the traps, and the mistakes.
            I remember all the years like snapshots
               when Rose and I were younger
            and the images and dreams turn inside of me
               like hopes; my wishes, my friends.
            I lay awake and ache for
               just how terribly little I’ve learned
            that our once simple love like children
               is now the colder love of just friends
                              09-22-82

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

                       Sometimes I wish, I need…
              Sometimes I want to just wake her
               and say “Hold me, make it go away.”
             All this age and dissolutionment
               the aches that words can’t say
             But we sleep in bed like strangers
               and the night seeps between us like death
             and I’m afraid that if I awaken her
               she’ll be annoyed and have nothing to say.
             So I lay and quietly twist
               while snapshot memories
             crawl over me like worms
               and the night waits endlessly
             against my need
               and my stomach whispers of
                  its little boy fears.
                                 gallagher
                                 22 sep 1982

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —