That Hoover? Dammmmmmm

a Levi’ed Jeanie,

I got on my magic carpet and

floored it,

ripped black shag from atop concrete, and

,,,staples hanging,,,

explored it

(the morass)

the way most stamped tramps, and voodoo dolls did, and I was no exception

(just a different model)

washed in acid,

skinny, and distressed,

with holes I’d made on purpose

> so self a’wear <

and scuffed cuff besides, I sewed this fringe

onto my magic ride as creation

(of it)


at once aghast

and on E,

to find it tangled in the vacuum


that I’d also thought to bring along.

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I bring to you an arrow, whole, Use it, or break it, But if you choose to take it --Know-- With it also, I will go. © Karen Robiscoe @1992

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