Archive for September, 1982

1982-09-22 Long time sleeping

Wednesday, September 22nd, 1982

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


— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

1982-09-22 Sometimes I wish, I need…

Wednesday, September 22nd, 1982

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.

22 sep 1982

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —