ever lasting conjunction
we walk through each other and melt
into the next moment
we wait, on the move,
form ourselves and change
all in anticipation
that something will come of it
the weeks and months and years
are the backdrop to this now
which we ever wait for
surely there must be more ....
Godot once told me this story
but I had lent my ear to Gautama
who was giving away poses
to pass the waiting, with a smile.
gallagher
10-02-77
— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —