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1978-09-03

Sunday, September 3rd, 1978 
            Dreams of the Shaman again tonight
            power for the giving
            I preserve my dreams against the tide
            but what of the people in my life?

            Do I toy with them so cruelly
            I don't want to ... I just want to grow
            as big as my dreams ... or fall trying.

            She asked me to leave these many months
            and now she'd call me due
            but I won't give into these old ways.

            I ache inside for her need
            but mine runs a deeper course
            and tonight ... I hear Helen on the wind
            and all my questions tensed
            before realities brief facades.

            Sanity or no, convention or not,
            is it a space I can live with?
            And will her need
            give me the time to find out.

                                 gallagher
                                 03 september 78 - LSD
                                 references to Helen O'flarity

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

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1978-09-09

Saturday, September 9th, 1978 

      Long winter weeds of disarray this summer’s day
      our lady of confusion’s in town and Rose, as always
      seems to have her way
      I’m too much here … I want to get away
      I need to run in the morning’s cold crisp light
      I need to sit alone in the evenings, hold my emotions tight
      I’m getting too torn apart
      by all these plays of love.
      Sometimes I wake up and wonder
      how did I come to be here where the hours can turn
      each days another confusion, pain in my mind
      I think that I am getting a little worn.
                              gallagher
                              09 september 78

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

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1978-09-10 KA again

Sunday, September 10th, 1978 

                        KH again  *
            You can feel through her like glass
               her empathy is so natural
            you can feel her womanliness
               and little girl
            whenever she looks at you
            She’s a siren and I’m so easily hypnotized
               she virtually pulls men to her
            for the feel of her is … genuine, is woman,
               is passion, is sensuous
            Something to covet, to possess
               if only for hours
            To touch her deep sultry womanliness
               through her transparent empathy
               through those brown eyes windows
            of her made to be loved soul
               is a joy to make simple sex pale.
                           gallagher
                           09-10-78 – about kathleen a.
                           long beach

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

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