ROBIN WYATT DUNN - POEMS

​Robin Wyatt Dunn lives in a state of desperation engineered by late capitalism, within which his mind is a mere subset of a much larger hallucination wherein men are machines, machines are men, and the world and everything in it are mere dreams whose eddies and currents poets can channel briefly but cannot control. Perhaps it goes without saying that he lives in Los Angeles.

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​die
and be better
glowing noxious yellow
steaming bright
 
the world inside the world inside the world
your love

​I want to kill america
because I love it
cut out its heart
and eat it

​break and hold away
more each day
and only
not stuck nor stern
but glowing red
like my heart
 
fear the day's embrace
all wet and shaded
hear the night waiting over the side of your mind
 
dear heart
wait
 
take the message long and slow
I wrote it for you

​take me deeper in
don't let me out
 
what mail or mast or hate
the wrinkled pardon of the sea
 
the nasty wives of the dark
drinking
oaths
lives
 
deal me in to the bright shark
I'll hail him as my arbiter
on the long road south
to damnation
 
to damn
is only to mark
 
for the journey
 
punch my ticket
 
I will have a vanilla latte by the window
as we kill the world
 
as we shutter its glimpses
growths
memories
 
take them down
I'm running in