Lise came to dinner with me last night
and I ignited like a bulb
spirit glowed and our eyes echoed each other
She spoke of twice she had felt deep evil
much as Elmer had described long ago
the musician played and enchanted me
and I wrote a poem about Lise and I
She came and we made love
when John had retired
and I learned much about her
from her lovemaking
and remembered Rose
She slept as I read her friend Debbie’s poetry
and then we made love again
cardboard gestures trying to capture
our spirit illuminations, …she left
Risen to work and then lunch
I was drawn to a node with Lynne
and Dave came and was my catalyst
later, as he suggested, I called Lynne
and cleared my Karmic scoreboard
and avoided lying to Rose
Work was depressing so I came home
and I finished Demian by Hesse
and lay down and let myself float
36… and 35’s gone,
and I’m still unfocused
youth’s gone and so, too, the excuse
that I have much time to learn
Cardboard lovers, lies, alcohol, dissipation
memories of Canada and mountains and blue skies
the wind from my patio
blows cool and pensive.
gallagher
16 Jun 84
Irvine, CA
— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —
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