Planning a ******, Starting a religion.

Slip into the pulp.
Blue denim shirt.
Never bothered me.
Charcoal insecurities.
She was cold.
Deep purple to ease into.
Or dancing to a Smiths record.




Garrett Johnson.

Odium.

Wonders in Asher night.
Oh won’t you come see me Mary Read.
For the Alabaster is polite.
And the drink *****.
No copper of coin and coincidence well played.
Unlike thee.
To not show the softness of tough.
Or show the heather skies color.
And to have no answer for the teal engraved in the eyes.



Garrett Johnson.

Waiting for you.

Dismal marigold.
Hovering at most.
Fear for vehemence.
Sepia perfume.
Palladium rug.
All I wanted was it back.
Salty mush.
Roomy in Autumn auburn.
Hepburn of copper empires.



Garrett Johnson.

Wash the dirt out of my hair.

Fox Academy lowdown.
Stone flannel in the wind.
Killer n a frown.
Hair long on 15th.

Watching the doors in the morning.
Mire more then ever.
over and over tired.
Take sadness for my fever.

There might be a road.
Take off your mask.
I’m scared of every.
Thing that you ask.



Garrett Johnson.

Plum rd.

Viridian seeking.
Head discovered on chest.
Sage lands awakening.
Glimpses in emerald past.
Mirrored in ivy.
Soil for the river.
Heavenly clouded beads.
Around neck.
A soft hold on it all.




Garrett Johnson.

Washington’s finest.

The air of Aberdeen is cathartic and grimy.
The girls of Edmonds are cute.
The world of Seattle is inventive.
The boys of Olympia are alive and tired
The dirt of Gold Bar is ancient with a tang.
The sea of Tacoma is repaired in green.
The tears of Monroe are small.
Evergreen.
Evergreen.
Take me away.


Garrett Johnson

I fell in love with a girl in Canada.

Thanks for the salad at Capilano.
And thanks for knowing who Mac Demarco is.







Garrett Johnson.