What's my line?
 

This thread is for taking metaphorical language literally. (Sorry that this first image is so big.)

https://www.thisiscolossal.com/wp-co...12/pomet-1.jpg
Artist: Paco Pomet

Off one's trolley?

Not a bad guess. Think of a line from a famous poem, though.

Let us go then, you and I,
When the evening is spread out against the sky
Like a patient etherized upon a table.

Wretched Ratshed Reaching?

Julie, I have incredible penchants propensities proclivities predilections and affinities.

Oh. I see. Or rather I didn't see more than a third of it. What Andrew said.

Andrew's gotta be right, after that hint about a famous poem, but it also looks as though the artist has wet the bed.