My Jeans Will Outlive Me

poem

MY JEANS WILL OUTLIVE ME

My jeans will out live me
I sense as I hoist the heavy cold stiff material up onto the line
and peg it.
Hard, unambiguous, hanging.
cheap cold wet chinese jeans
made by a million generations of workers
(when you put them all together, cotton, brass, assembly, advertising, administration).
My jeans helped organise the Victoria university cleaners.
Tried and failed to get a grip on organising McDonalds
( spent less time on the site}
My jeans played some awful and some triumphant gigs
got bashed around in the machine
loved the sunshine
got pissed on often when I was drunk
my jeans will outlive me,
deserving tha

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