I draw lines

i start with one point
and slowly,
it swerves.
here
there
shit, i don’t know where else.
i just follow the tool.
i thought i was in control,
but i was outsmarted by the tool.
this line started out
with thought,
but ended in feeling.
and what i felt turned out
to be chemically induced.
i step back.
all i see is a
scribble.