Archive for the ‘People’ Category

1975-03-25

Tuesday, March 25th, 1975
           I've tried so hard to be up front, Baby,
           knowing the others don't understand me
           or believe me...and hoping you did.
           But if I never hear your voice on that phone again
           or see you step from the shower
           washing him away...saying,
           "We just went to dinner, Dennis."
           It will be far too soon.

           Why couldn't you be up front, Baby?
           and not waste my time like that
           making all my efforts at honesty
           into just a pitiful taste in my mouth
           so that I'm reduced to wondering why
           I didn't hurt you first.
           Why I waited, out of reluctance,
           so we could share the bitter pill equally
           and together
           as the way of least hurt for both of us?

           Word fail me now
           I just see showers...and his hands
           and your game...as if I were Eric
           and as if I wasn't worth your effort
           to be up front, always and forever.
           Its cold here in this reality
           you've made for us.

                           gallagher
                           25 mar 75
                           Buena Park

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

1975-03-26

Wednesday, March 26th, 1975
            Today I learned to love my wife
            though she touched another
            and I give thanks
            for one more crutch removed.

            Today, love was the same love
            but my fear was less.

            Love's beginning to overwhelm me
            and my control's slipping.
            Today machismo and jealousy
            were found to be just forms
            which but poorly define
            the word love.

            Today, faith, such an anathema
            to the preservation of my ego,
            carried me off a little further
            into the total chaos of oneness.

                           gallagher
                           26 mar 75
                           Buena Park

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

1975-03-28 A little drunk

Friday, March 28th, 1975
                          A little drunk

         Been watching her, hoping it wasn't a paranoid dream
           been watching close cause it hurt so bad.
         It was hard to see, but since she went out,
           its not been the same with us.

         She takes me for granted now because she saw my pain
           she walks around me and fills the air
         with words of love
           but touches me with nothing.

         Tonight I thought to spend my time with her
           but she fell asleep on me
         tonight I bought wine for her
           but she fell asleep.

         I trust my sight and its clear what I see here
           she believes me in her power
             but my pride won't let it be.

         Let her go then, I say, to drink the night away
           and never fall asleep with someone else.
         I'm worth more than this, my pride is telling me.

           I'm worth more than this, its time to be free.

         I trust my sight and its plain to see
           that what she feels for me
             is not what I'd have it be.

                                 gallagher
                                 28 mar 75
                                 Buena Park

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —