Sultry, like the musician in the movie Steppenwolf— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —
feeling on that subverbal frequency, Carlos,
full bore and gripping everyone’s awareness.
people can feel it, just feel it.
liquid awareness, presence, laughing and serious
immediate
Carmen’s another like him
one days its me, another its her
‘Hi, what’s happening…’, we both know…
strong lady, she’s got presence
blowing’ everyone away and catchin’ flak for it
straight arrow vision
feeling, like a shock wave, natural
I like her, I’m afraid of her
I like the test she is
so much better than the empty people
the pastry people, the dying people
in between moments of her life
she sells me wine
in between moments of mine
I see her.
gallagher
27 feb 78
Archive for the ‘Long Beach’ Category
1978-02-27
Monday, February 27th, 19781978-03-03
Friday, March 3rd, 1978Some ladies just leave a hole— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —
once they’ve passed thru
I’ll never free myself
from their memories
I miss them like a child
some level of sanity shock
they gave me, I needed it
and still do
Diane, Carol, Suzanne, Kathy
all left me remembering
their reality
How can I replace
Diane’s electric feelings and contradictions
or Carol’s intelligence and clear mind
or Suzanne’s psychic eyes
or Kathy`s poise and efficiency?
I want those realities, new or old
everything else is a game of forms
shock me with depth, life,
I’m not afraid to dare, try me.
gallagher
3 mar 78
1978-03-13 The ides again
Monday, March 13th, 1978The ides again— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —
Brittle days these
between my lives, dying
her cries tear at me
and some days my own loneliness
mocks me.
I feel her pain,
the pain of love ripping out
by the roots.
Today I wake empty
and feel alone all day.
I want to be held,
and earlier line haunts me…
‘What wonderland jungle is this that I’ve chose
in exchange for the loving nearness of Rose.’
Today, I want to lean on someone
but Rose is packing her love away
and I can’t pay her price.
gallagher
mar 13, 78