Sensuous sister I see you … us … in the pages— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —
of Shaw’s Rich Man, Poor Man.
Our lusty need to win winning out
beyond names and roles … our hours passionate
like his characters are lusty.
Our pasts springboards into lives and futures;
the options, the futures, the magic and the dead ends,
I see us there in his pages
and here in our days.
No regrets in these living hours
I hope you’ll always be my sister and my friend.
gallagher
09-12-78 about/to kathy a.
long beach
Archive for September, 1978
1978-09-12
Tuesday, September 12th, 19781978-09-13
Wednesday, September 13th, 1978Needs and wants are our problem— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —
if I cannot ask to have my needs met
and be equally willing to accept
both possible responses then
I’m not asking, I’m pressuring.
And, if someone asks something of me
and I’m not completely free to say
yes or no then I’m in danger of compromising myself
I seem to relax my boundaries
in inverse proportion to how much pressure
I get from someone
I want nothing but what’s freely given
and the strength to resist the tendency
to want more
If my love asks something of me
and I deny her
and she accepts without a display
of regret or pain
I will no longer think her weak or shy
but rather that she has given me the highest
form of common sense love, love of who I am,
which is also called freedom.
gallagher
september 13, 78
1978-09-16
Saturday, September 16th, 1978Ego, the greatest enemy I’ve ever had in my life.— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —
It blinds me with false evaluations
and makes me act in ways
that are not in my best interest.
Simple and solid are best
unless the ego says ‘bigger and better’
The same competitive profit motive one upmanship
that I mock in so many ways
lives at the bottom of my ego.
Bitter taste when my eyes see clear for a moment
I must have risen to my peter principle level
I seem to be so blinded by the bullshit.
How can I guard against this insidious love killer?
I remember a time, but I’m not sure how,
when I used to be mostly free
but, somehow, my own advancement’s success
sucked me back in … insidious ego
All I see is a wasteland of people, just like me
bound by the mirrors in their hands
unable to let free the love
they could give for free.
gallagher
16 september 78