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Thoughts by Chuck JohnsonOct 30, 20175:02 amFebruary 2, 2018
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Only Seen in Pictures (10/2017)

The pictures. He’s out there. Creating waves. You sat there. He never understood it, he was a cool cat. Enigma. There’s something people dug about that. He was always unaware, you knew he always knew. […]

Thoughts by Chuck JohnsonOct 28, 201712:50 am
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The Credit and the Name (10/2017)

You can keep me busy. I can keep you calm. We can say we’re lucky While you trace my palm. We can sit together. Wonder where we are. We can dwell on nothing Underneath the […]

Thoughts by Chuck JohnsonOct 28, 201712:44 amOctober 28, 2017
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Back to Introduction To (10/2017)

Don’t think too much about time zones. You’ve gotta lose it to find it. Don’t make too much of memories, What if they’re make believe? Just met some friends for the first time. Seemed like […]

Thoughts by Chuck JohnsonOct 24, 20171:44 am
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Left Flipper Ferris (10/2017)

Left flipper Ferris, fake music on the walls. Hot nectar on knives. We came alive. It shouldn’t make any sense. Graceland with the giants. ‘We’re closed’ walk-thrus. Open the cooler, we all wanna die. It […]

Thoughts by Chuck JohnsonOct 24, 20171:38 am
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Beyond Between (10/2017)

We fell into my car. We spilled into the stars. We understood half of what we’d heard so far. We went out beyond the town. We walk out when we can’t stand to sit down. […]

Thoughts by Chuck JohnsonOct 21, 20178:25 pm
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String Seemingly (10/2017)

She was just layin’ around. A little free time found. Feeling the thought of something, Almost the way he sounds. They swim with the waves on the string, The string that seemingly wanders endlessly. The […]

Thoughts by Chuck JohnsonOct 20, 20176:41 pmOctober 20, 2017
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Cross the Wire (10/2017)

Slice the slab. Cross the wire. Spinning wheels. Dancing fire. Slow-motion for satisfaction. Slice the slab for satisfaction. Slow motion and it hits harder. Cross the wires. Drop the line for satisfaction. Slice the slab. […]

Thoughts by Chuck JohnsonOct 20, 20176:37 pmOctober 20, 2017
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Red (10/2017)

I went out to work on Red’s words I couldn’t help but wonder, why the red swords? From pain or paint? Swords or roses? Red from the color of roses, Watch it leak down the […]

Thoughts by Chuck JohnsonOct 20, 20176:28 pm
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Queens Won’t Sway (10/2017)

Life’s tried to win my entire life. I play every day, I write every night. Throw it all at me at once and I’ll still stay. I’ll probably go crazy, maybe lose my way. Kings […]

Thoughts by Chuck JohnsonOct 18, 201711:50 pm
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Silent Lemons (10/2017)

We sent globes on ropes to Sticks in the sand. We threw lemons in the living room. She asked us about new things until they got old. Nobody danced at all. It wasn’t what we […]

Thoughts by Chuck JohnsonOct 17, 20176:15 pmOctober 17, 2017
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Happy Birthday (10/17/2017)

For the first time in my life, You won’t be on the other end of the line. Or the other end of in my arms. Happy birthday. They say it all the time. That you’re […]

Thoughts by Chuck JohnsonOct 16, 20179:51 pm
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Top Shelf (10/2017)

I don’t know what I’m doing, So nobody does it like me. You can’t level with me. There is no keel, you see. Not even I know what I mean. Will you do what you’re […]

Thoughts by Chuck JohnsonOct 16, 20179:44 pmOctober 17, 2017
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Living in Laughter (10/2017)

Sometimes I thrive. It surprises me and then it goes away. The way you say, ‘I’ll do it another day.’ I know where I’m going, but I don’t know how long until I’ll get there. […]

Thoughts by Chuck JohnsonOct 14, 20175:12 am
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A Little Longer (10/2017)

The walk’s a little longer, But I don’t mind when you’re around. There is no map, no compass, still We know we’re not going down. We talk a little longer. But on the phone is […]

Thoughts by Chuck JohnsonOct 14, 20175:05 am
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At Least, At Last (10/2017)

I’m a little too lost to follow, I’ll catch up with you tomorrow. I know I’m going nowhere fast. But, at least I’m going somewhere. At last. I’ll get there, I’ll catch a ride. Why […]

Thoughts by Chuck JohnsonOct 11, 20175:58 am
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Stand Out and Hide (10/2017)

Stay away from my sprout, man. You got run down and Your Napoleon shouts, man. Listen to it, maybe. It’s not for you. I stood out and I wanted to hide. We dreamed of this […]

Thoughts by Chuck JohnsonOct 11, 20175:35 amOctober 11, 2017
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Somewhere Under the Sky (10/2017)

Let’s run away, let’s find a place to fly. Tired tires through the snow to a cabin in the winter. Leave while no one’s listening, back to our favorite space to hide. You rescued me. […]

Thoughts by Chuck JohnsonOct 9, 201712:49 am
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Kick Anything (10/2017)

I don’t know where I’m going. It was forgotten when I flew. I color a pad in the air and I’m listening to you. I never meant to fly down your street. I’m always up in the air now. I’m tired […]

Thoughts by Chuck JohnsonOct 9, 201712:39 am
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Get Me There (10/2017)

We just pulled over here for a moment. We lay with our backs in the grass, Poking holes in the sky, we’re staring through the night. We’re not the same as you and me. All […]

Thoughts by Chuck JohnsonOct 9, 201712:30 am
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Leave Inside (10/2017)

Eyes tend to find repeating themes. The clouds will walk while people sing. Sometimes things are worse than they seem. Birds were talking while people changed. Like the corner of a fingerprint. Slowly growing. One […]

Thoughts by Chuck JohnsonOct 9, 201712:25 am
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Mood This Morning (10/2017)

Underneath the beds of roses that frosted the streets. Mysteries rearrange their reading of me. Something isn’t happening. The literal meaning of what you’re not. The general’s barking, you’re distraught. Littered with all the nights […]

Thoughts by Chuck JohnsonOct 6, 201712:20 am
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Absence of Nothing (10/2017)

In the absence of nothing. With the exception of everything. We will all find that our memories mean anything. What does this mean to you? Over driven and going nowhere. Knowing where I’ve been. Is […]

Thoughts by Chuck JohnsonOct 4, 20176:21 pmOctober 4, 2017
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Tell Me, Tom (10/2/2017)

Tell me Tom, did the wildflowers bloom? The charts will tell the truth. Today I’ll listen and reflect, can’t stand to watch the news. Tell me Tom, did it hurt this much for you? Your […]

Thoughts by Chuck JohnsonSep 28, 20179:57 pm
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End of the Fall (9/2017)

Such a heavy load, a little bean’s back. History’s sewn, at times she falls off track. She’s not coming back, she’s just arriving. He’s a quiet man, he observes them all. His story’s planned, the […]

Thoughts by Chuck JohnsonSep 27, 20174:04 amSeptember 27, 2017
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Be By Now (9/2017)

Decisions, making tiny sense. Unfailing, fallen – both sides of the fence. Locked away, let it grow. The further we go, the less we’ll know. Sipping coffee. Present tense. Wonder where that memory went. We […]

Thoughts by Chuck JohnsonSep 26, 20174:49 am
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Bed (Figure it Out in the Morning) (9/2017)

A crazy little kid standing out in the crowd. Head to toes, loud. Says he’s building his own days. One hazy little room a man way out in the crowd. In and out. Down. How […]

Thoughts by Chuck JohnsonSep 26, 20174:46 am
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Unpacked Expectations (9/2017)

An old man leaving town down the side roads. On his back a bag with all life’s tags. He’s lost, but won. Unpacked expectations get left behind. He’s leaving town to find what he finds. […]

Thoughts by Chuck JohnsonSep 24, 20177:07 pm
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Buckle Up (9/2017)

Planned attack. Swabbing up all the slime. Remove the man who’s awake all night. Not our guy, put up a fight. I’ll be back, just a matter of time Uncross my wires like riding a […]

Thoughts by Chuck JohnsonSep 24, 20174:08 am
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Something About Chicago (9/2017)

Loud drums and idols, an old garage. Now she’s strumming evergreens, while she’s living out her dreams. Swimming with her sister through letters. Serving, renting, self, she’s been. Now she’s living what she means. Something […]

Thoughts by Chuck JohnsonSep 24, 20171:21 amSeptember 26, 2017
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So Easy (9/2017)

Blindly transparent. Swerving up and down. I write it all out, still no one knows me. On the wrong planet. Skewing the center. Put it all out there and still no one knows me It’s […]

Thoughts by Chuck JohnsonSep 22, 20174:00 amSeptember 22, 2017
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Go and Go (9/2017)

Turn off the lights, it’s right. Turn off the lights and write. Turn off the lights tonight. Forgetting now, she’s right. Forgetting, now I write. Forgetting now tonight. Right when I got going. ‘Everything will […]

Thoughts by Chuck JohnsonSep 19, 20171:12 am
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Silent Space (9/2017)

Where am I going? What do I do? It would all be easier if I could still ask you. What am I doing? You disappeared. These days I wish that you were still here. Silent […]

Thoughts by Chuck JohnsonSep 12, 20177:42 pm
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Huh (9/2017)

Listen to a bug by a handmade lake What is he saying? What does he mean? Coffee and a bug by a handmade lake. I’m always dreaming, Sometimes I’m me. What really matters? People pass […]

Thoughts by Chuck JohnsonSep 12, 20171:04 pmSeptember 11, 2019
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Nickelback Puts Something in Phoenix’s Mouth (9/2017)

Nickelback is one band that’s always intrigued me. Last night, after over fifteen years of love-hating them, I finally had the opportunity to catch a show. Ak-Chin Pavilion. Phoenix, AZ. A beautiful, warm and breezy […]

Thoughts by Chuck JohnsonSep 10, 20177:52 am
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Road to Myself (9/2017)

Now I can speak. Now I can feel. Now I can see that this is all real. I want to sleep. I want to fly. I want to be more than just a guy. I’m […]

Thoughts by Chuck JohnsonSep 5, 20173:51 am
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Let’s Get Lunch Tonight (8/2017)

You, with the face. Step right up. It’s not nothing anymore And money doesn’t talk to me. Rewind my eyes. I can see these sounds right now. In the corner on the floor. You think […]

Thoughts by Chuck JohnsonSep 5, 20173:41 amSeptember 5, 2017
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Pull the Pin (8/2017)

You with the face. Ride the cyclone. Spin the wheel, you’re all alone. The comet three times, times two. You were so close, weren’t you? Come on in. Step right up. Welcome to my house. […]

Thoughts by Chuck JohnsonAug 29, 20171:02 amAugust 29, 2017
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Lost at Shore (8/2017)

This wind stirs. This wind will breathe. This wind will bring her all she needs. These songs speak. These songs are real. These songs sing and sound just how she feels. Her heart trusts. Her […]

Thoughts by Chuck JohnsonAug 26, 20176:48 pmFebruary 4, 2018
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War and Ballet (8/2017)

In the calm of your hand, in the biggest apple. When nothing’s enough, anything’s too much. Come Monday, we’ll be home. A bag of lemons cries, they’re all the same. Plenty with our imaginations. We […]

Thoughts by Chuck JohnsonAug 20, 20171:21 amAugust 20, 2017
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Seventh Night of Summer (8/2017)

It was the seventh night of summer, they fell down into town. Though, they never landed, they never hit the ground. Shark was the captain, Shark drove the tank. Invented the rules when they gave […]

Thoughts by Chuck JohnsonAug 16, 20173:55 pm
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In Your Radio (8/2017)

Ignore your light and dance in your darkness. All that sunshine left a desert. Remember, now was once never. Follow your thunder and realize you’re lightning. The past adjusts your radio. The songs that lead […]

Thoughts by Chuck JohnsonAug 9, 20175:14 am
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After You (8/2017)

It’s been two lifetimes since we met. Maybe you didn’t know, I don’t forget. Everything changed that night, I’ve never been the same. I can still see your face, though I don’t recall your name. […]

Thoughts by Chuck JohnsonAug 6, 20174:49 amAugust 6, 2017
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Late Worm (8/2017)

All the birds were early. Hanging, stalling in the sky. Up, so high, so early. They could see it in my eyes. They learned to fly so early. Bird’s-eye judgement from above. Up and down, […]

Thoughts by Chuck JohnsonJul 19, 20173:50 am
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Pocketed Time (7/2017)

Blue line finds me dangling near Division. Why’d they look at me? I leave after exploring Friday’s leaves. It was written on a train. Three stops ‘til madness. A city sliding by. Shadows get ready […]

Thoughts by Chuck JohnsonJul 12, 20176:23 pm
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Won’t Get Stopped (7/2017)

See with your ears. Touch what you hear. Don’t measure your days with happiness. Swim on your feet. Win with defeat. These things will always happen. Too tired to sleep. Do what you need. Don’t […]

Thoughts by Chuck JohnsonJun 28, 201712:48 am
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In Front of Fiction (6/2017)

Curiosity, kind soul under a sweater. Lost between yellow and green. We were young, didn’t know any better. Or maybe we just didn’t care. Standing, her back to scenes from old movies. In the sun […]

Thoughts by Chuck JohnsonJun 20, 20178:43 pmJune 26, 2017
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Right Before Our Eyes (6/2017)

How do you live as your moments slowly stack? If you never leave you can’t come back. How do you feel when your world is a lie? Nothing will grow if we don’t give it […]

Thoughts by Chuck JohnsonJun 19, 201712:12 amJune 19, 2017
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Static Screams from TVs (6/2017)

How do you spend your time? Wake up children, play like the wind. Why’s my life a movie? Why’s my life a song? I finally find the plot line and the characters are gone. Silence […]

Thoughts by Chuck JohnsonJun 14, 20175:36 pm
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Float The Day (6/2017)

Plan the week, how to hide. Float on the pool or live inside. Call you up, hear you smile. I’ll be right there in 14 miles. Roll out west, have some fun. We loved that […]

Thoughts by Chuck JohnsonJun 7, 20179:44 pmJune 7, 2017
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Nothing To Know (6/2017)

A while ago was the first time I hadn’t thought in a while. Logic never made much sense. Logic isn’t logical. Our hearts know what heads can’t feel. She wanders a while and wonders. Wonders […]

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