SamadhiMuse

                Humility comes walking to me…a stranger
                  and I’m no longer waiting with welcome at the door
                I fall over myself with honesty and flinch at nothing
                  someone is fading behind these masks I wear.
                  It happens because I am absent in my roles.
                                        09-02-80

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

   All day my nerves creaked like the wood of an old ship
     an eye watering day where peace never had a chance
   and all day I tried to find what it was that had me so close to the line
     that I felt I was loosing my self vindication…
   am I falling asleep to property ownership and the corporate dream?
     I’m afraid sometimes that I might just rally
   against the high water marks
     at what ever moment I just happen to be
      perhaps its good I feel so disenchanted today
        it stirs the wine and the tragic chords within me
      so little lately do I commune within myself
                   09-02-80/2

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —