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sideburns
and wide wale cords
creepers
under belt buckle brass
that spells “the doors”
paisley
with collar wide
big bangs
with sculpted curls that
must be blow dried

and skin
so pale and warm
within
away from harm

nose ring
and dyed-black hair
tank top
with puzzle text that invites
men to stare
lime green
such a mini skirt
high tops
they’re covered up in paint
but no dirt

and skin
embracing nipple brown
stretched to grin
still its eider down

skin
your outside
tucks you in
and open wide

blue jeans
and wallet chain
dress shirt
thin blue stripes
and a pocket stain
steel toes
and bracelet spikes
crew cut
assorted tattoos of bands
that she likes

and skin
the starting line
the tip of your nose
your bare behind