getting out of this bohemia

          antennas as coat hanger
       as foil ball
         as put your foot on this crate and wait
       wait ‘til the picture stills
    when the mice haven’t done their dishes
          and you’re eating punk rock lasagna
        left over
         bags of wine
      in washed out jelly jars
          and all the art in the icebox has spoiled
                                  you know it’s time leave