"Daylight Enters Night", Galveston, TX
Photo By: Rick Dunn
Poem By: Rick Dunn
Daylight enters night, deflated
I just de-generate, wine stained, and
Hated by all of this skin,
I’m endlessly wrapped in
Groping for medication
More red
To filter through
These organs
I'd have climbed
K2
Just to get an overview
Of you, to draw you in
I would have flew
Eight heavens wide
And above, just to catch up
To you
Anything to be less faded
Overly mastered, less bated
Pre-heated,
Erroneously blended
Etching up into
Our canyon scaled kind of truth
These distorted generations
We always seemed to run back to
That safety
Eye candy morning
Happy endings
Me standing up to you
Standing up to me, as we just keep
Undoing each other’s
History
Piece by piece
It’s only
Survival instinct