in a pollock moment, I inadvertently struck every surface in my blackcabinetted kitchen

it was not a formal or expressionistic gesture, gosh dang it, but a result of a sudden gravity surge.

this can is sitting a 180 degrees in opposition to its design — now debowelled of all it’s contents
double dang, I was only touching up. now a new paint can (full) must be acquired and extra touch ups. oh triple dang. I am putting my paint and rollers away for the day due to the planetary instability. that is my story and I am sticking to it..