swimming thru 

 the fish 

eye 

lens of no tomorrow 

night,

 no not right 

       drowning in a sea of old 

loves 

   and moving pianos 

in the night, right?

  just leave it to the 

experts 

 the surreal 

 artists 

   with ironing boards 

 and bicycles 

        and the coast of Spain

   so sore  

 so sorry 

 so sullen 

 and still 

     so sophistry

    is the seed 

   stop maybe?

     Yes!

 oops wait

   what's that?

       oh never mind 

 no?

        just clean up this shit 

   and gtfo