1985-12-11

Different people, friends
are telling me the same thing.
I cannot have a new future
and hold on to my love for Rose too.

She and others I cling to
are security blankets
that prevent my potential growth
by minimizing risk and change for me.

And if I cannot find the interest or will
to go deeper into my relationship with her
then I should get out of it for both of us
or we will forever remain in limbo.

This may not be the only thing
that caused me to lose Lise’s love
but it certainly played some part in it…
in leaving her heart open to Anthony.

gallagher
11 dec 85

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

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1985-12-11

As the song says,
“Now it begins, those needles and pins”.

Monday, when I left Lise, it was hard, but necessary.
Tuesday, I could still taste the tenderness of parting.
Wednesday, …
comes the emptiness and waiting
for this hole in my heart to fill.

The beingness of things
just seems to hiss around me now
like a radio left between stations…
Godot … I’m waiting for Godot.

gallagher
11 dec 85

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

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1985-12-11

Comes the winter’s wait
the afternoon’s dying so quickly
the light low and sharp
incandescent, the dying leaves
against the darkening blue.

It waits out there for me,
fate with cold hands
come to claim me.

gallagher
11 dec 85

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

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