From technicoloresque to dinge, torn
creases, and their bodies out of fashion,
girls vix from the racks of the vintage
bookstore under headlines of Knight, Nugget,
and some, misaligned—orbs of blue for eyes
hover just above and to the right—
and in the limp bill with the menstrual
efflorescence of rusted staples
or in a geography of mildew,
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