Looking back,
she was leaping off rainbow road.
Natural reaction to something he wrote.
Looking back,
she had been there on Wednesdays a while.
“Natural reaction to something..” she smiled.
he can call
he can’t leave a message
when he hears that beep
his brain starts dancing
while words hang with the punch bowl
I will tend to your garden.
I will water your sea.
I will write the neighbor’s tune
and you’ll exude “that’s me!”.
hanging with the punch.
Looking back,
he skipped records in his own head.
Natural reaction to something she said.
Looking back,
he was destined for more unknown.
Natural reaction to something he wrote.
hanging with the punch
when the thing goes beep
garden in the sea, water’s tune that’s me
this is your life chuck johnson 