I hold my breath
and doodle on my work notebook
just as I would've on my school notebook
back in the day.
my heart races
around those lines
of cartoon teeth,
matches burning feet,
an eyeball,
Abe Lincoln with the Devil.
labeling castles
and V-shaped birds,
conquering the horizon
of butt cheeks...
I interrupt myself
with procrastination
which I have cultivated
over the years
since my youth.
I draw a heart,
and write
love backwards:
EVOL.