Another time...another moment
with indelible written on it
the strobe flash of recognition
amid the mindless progressions of moments...the day to day.
A lifetime's change point bridging time and insignificance
it brings to ground against the quiet paper.
I run so hard most times and think so little
our world's going to hell in a hundred ways
and my loved ones and I wait near naked against its caprice
nothing so precious here as their moments and their love
and so much seems to escape me
so much.
gallagher
14 Feb 1981
— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —