woke up on the wrong side atrophied throughout dreamt with open eyes i was vacuuming about in a straight line a very straight line each new morning i awake with clouds around my bed gut the walls and pipes then vacuum out my head in a straight mind a very straight mind ooh vacu uming waking up dead ooh vacu uming waking up dead in the kitchen stands a man in a backlit halo glow wears a darkened smile is there something i should know something all consuming all consuming ooh vacu uming waking up dead from above vacu uming waking up dead i feel the suction rev as i waltz the vacuum arm end to end it sucks itself and pulls me with its charm morning in a vortex noon i squint my eyes you peak inside my empty shell a memory in disguise the tree outside is upside down my head hangs off the bed they say im just a pair of lungs connected by a thread im presuming the end is looming in trouble when i put my foot down and try to have a voice in trouble when i kindly back down and let you have your choice my soul was sucked out in the ether just about half past nine my carcass went out drinkin at closing time