So empty some mornings, in the aftermath of passion and non-commitments— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —
a sophisticated dance of strangers on high wires
between the honesties and our self-preservations
sometimes, sometimes I wake up wondering …
Kathy’s slumbering passion makes a boy of me at times
but at other times her eyes fail to trust me
and so we pass in and out of the spaces
where we make contact
I said to her that I would melt her down
until she could let me see her soul
and I ache, sometimes, for just how close I’ve passed her
just behind her skin … just behind her eyes.
gallagher
05-23-78 – about kathy a.
long beach
Archive for the ‘Long Beach’ Category
1978-05-23
Tuesday, May 23rd, 19781978-05-24
Wednesday, May 24th, 1978I been to Kansas and I’ve seen the wind blow— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —
And I’ve seen the weary eyed people, smiling, pack up and go
bound for Oz … ever Eastward easy dream …
That they can leave the Kansas dust behind them
is easy … so it seems
But I’ve found the days wait relentless here
I’ve come back too many times …
to the morning after empty days
with the wine and passion burned out.
We can go to Oz together and hide from that Kansas wind
but when we return its always alone
To the state we left our life in.
gallagher
Long Beach – Kathi K.
05-24-78
1978-05-24
Wednesday, May 24th, 1978 but as for me
my dreams are in the west, where only ocean breezes blow
and the breeze of your
sweet breath across my
bare skin
and that is real.
in my state beats the relentless heat of suppression
and there are no immigration laws that say you can't live here
save those you make.
and as for me
this is my first trip here
and I've returned not alone, but with the wine and passion
burning deep inside me.
and if i see the emerald city in your cool eyes,
i may be forgiven --
i always did like emerald
better than jade.
Kathi K.
05-24-78
— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —