Archive for the ‘Joan’ Category

1989-02-18

Saturday, February 18th, 1989
                     I'm afraid to be alone
                     because my mother left me alone
                     so much.
                     Women are
                     not being alone.
                     I chose Joan
                     because I knew she would be
                     at least as addicted to me
                     as I to her
                     and after dealing with
                     open and unpredictable Lise
                     that was important.
                     I don't doubt loving Sharon
                     but I'm afraid
                     because her lack of visible addiction
                     brings back memories and fear
                     of the pain Lise gave me
                     and of being alone.
                                 gallagher
                                 18 feb 89

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

1988-10-15#3 – Between

Saturday, November 15th, 2025

The days growing longer
without the eyes, hands and
touch of a woman.

They sooth something in me.
Save me from darkness
and certainty of some future.

Is it Joan I ache for
or just a woman’s open hand?

I look at Sara’s eyes and curves
and I just want to hold her
simply in passing just to know
that my world still has women in it.

It is lonely to see them
and not have one to touch.

gallagher
15Oct1988
Nicaragua