Sloppy when angry

After two drinks with roommates

I tear at the night

drip drop with a pallet knife

useful in its uselessness when it come to art

I write in a flourish to hide typing

drop drip

pounds on-a key board

Pouring ink instead of rain into the ducts, no tape above my cheek

I can feel the beating of my heart through the couch

with you so closely apart

thoroughly throbbing in the base of my skull, neck, and back

pumping through buttered popcorn: cholesterol

What is so wrong with engineering paper

resources at hand even making something that the dutchman refuses

Having the ability to make the most of anything with charts of pie

and bar graphs of bars

Designing ideas on whatever scrap manner, method that you can pool together physically

-literally

they just stared at me in disbelief that I even knew where the paper was.

Stupid really

Its on my desk glowing zombie green

I cut into it after sketching making it a chaotically beautiful mess

I wanted to get a picture of the gang

I was asked why and replied that photo-taking and marking the moment

of the hang is what I do

unbelieving the anomaly of the scene