I Ain’t Got It by Robin Wyatt Dunn

I ain’t got it
I ain’t got no part of it
I ain’t got the pale or the moonlight
not the fog
not the right outfit

I ain’t got the bow
or the beak
I ain’t got the meat

I ain’t got the liquid eyes
or the daredevil antics

I ain’t got the bad owl
or the bad ranking system for your neighbors

I ain’t got my love.

I ain’t got the handbrake

(we sailing five hundred strong)

I ain’t got the nail
and I ain’t got the axe

I got these motor tracks for our deliverance

for our shit show

on the thumb drum dial
in the permanent midnight

Robin Wyatt Dunn lives in Los Angeles. In this picture he is holding his tiny chapbook MARY, from Rinky Dink Press.