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)
allowed
at once aghast
and on E,
to find it tangled in the vacuum
twice
that I’d also thought to bring along.
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