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The Poetry Of...
Dan Gallik.................................................................

CONFUTATION

Linn was speaking over the phone
to her newest lover, some of those
scientists think the eyes have no
spiritual powers. Hell, they don�t

think anything has any spiritual
power. Even God. I think. Eyes
have powers beyond themselves.
Way beyond themselves. Her current
guy said, I love you. Linn kept
talking, all of us have diminution
in the power of our vision. I mean,
when you look up to the stars, you

begin to understand. And I believe
the eyes only have that kind of oof
for the individual who owns them.
I love you too. As the sun sets

this eve, I love you more. This
man said, now I can sleep. Rest
because I have a woman who knows of
love and stars and such. Knows how
to touch me. Linn laid her head
back and gazed at the ceiling in
their flat on the corner of what
and what and said, I am so awed.

By God. By God, I mean, you know
what I mean. Just a quiet, relaxed,
easy speaking way to say those
words that mean much. I mean, by God.






Finality And Linn

Linn got ugly at death. Because
She didn't die. Refused it. Was
With a man at the time. Wanted
To satisfy the man first. Then
Pass. Maybe, she said. And God

Did not answer. And Linn kept
Fucking this guy. Over and over
As she pleased. Sorry sight, said
God. Finality. Linn didn�t even
Want to call Linda about all this.

Finally, she didn�t need a support
System. Needed self and had self.
God then kept repeating, when ya
Wanna go? When? Promptly, Linn
Said, never, you old man. You,

Who has created women like me for-
Fucking-ever. Linn�s anger was
Bursting. She yapped, pleasing me,
Pleasing men, damn, washing dumb
Clothes, scrubbing floors, never

Retiring, and when was the last
Time I smiled and meant it? God
Said, you done? No, said 65 yr.
Old Linn, my work is never done
You old bat. I have had entire

Populations on this piss poor
Planet, and what the hell have
You ever done to help me? Invent
The dish washer? Washing machine?
I want an all-electric lover.





All The Decisions In Women�s Lives

Linn was a bit confused. I don�t
Know what to do in my old age. I
Am feeling harried. Linda was
Listening. Intently. Yeah, I
Will still have my man. I mean,
At the time. But what else should

I be doing? Linda said over her
Receiver, I dun know. Linn said,
The Today Show was dealing with
Needle point, knitting, crocheting,
And cross stitching, and how each
One is different. I mean, they

Were dealing with these skills in
Between dealing with 9/11. And I
Started to cry. You know, about
Those kinds of threads, and which
One I should choose. Of course,
At the same time, Wacky Will rang

In. Said he was thinking of my
Poooontang. Linda started to
Giggle over the receiver. Said,
That Will likes your soft wrinkles
Even though he isn't old enough
To check the lubes in your 96 Chev.

Linn yawned, whispered, well, I
Guess I'll get back to all my lovers
And forget about what knots I
Should use to make something that
Lasts through the millenniums.
Uh,huh, cries Linda, sex is us.






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