Dogs snap sticks
Sip cold coffee
I’m walking
That water’s the sky from here
Leaves dance, drift
Why cold coffee?
Not talking
There’s no wind around right here
In my head is banana bread
Olives, cheese, a few more things
Dancing beds and near instead
Fresh homestead and love’s not dead
Thinking twists and spirals
into things it didn’t mean to be
Shelved song hits
Drop cold coffee
They saw me
The distance gets down right here
That man flipped
Bent cold coffee
She’s awing
This lake’s a painting from here
this is your life chuck johnson 