He draws lines in the corner of the page
Creating what could be a rectangle
Though the sketchiness of each line
Told a differing story
And as he angled his pencil
He filled the "rectangle" in
Scraping graphite against paper
He scraped
and scraped
and scraped
Searching for therapy within each stroke
Once his job was done
His quest completed
He left feeling different
but whether that was positive or otherwise
was yet to be discovered.