Humility comes walking to me…a stranger— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —
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
Archive for the ‘1980’ Category
1980-09-02
Tuesday, September 2nd, 19801980-09-02
Tuesday, September 2nd, 1980All day my nerves creaked like the wood of an old ship— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —
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
1980-10-13
Monday, October 13th, 1980I’m getting good at loving.— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —
that means I’ve learned to walk around
the big mud holes
and have the attention span to remember
most of the journey has been a pleasure.
10-13-80