Wordless against the world of ideas
echoes of passion, memories of causes
cannot stir, as feeling those things once did
and I feel I must appear slow
or non-verbal these days.
Lisa, so bright, burns her mid-twenties
on the pyre of ideas and understandings
and I found it hard to participate with her
because I was reminiscing while she was creating
So, I wonder, do I listen to a more subtle drummer
or am I just dying at the wheel
it’s strange that we pass from things
and become something, someone
no longer able to go back.
gallagher
13 september 83 – Irvine – talking to Lisa
— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —
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