Any Which Way But Loose

In the full photo,
she is drunk,
or maybe it's just too hot.
Her shirt gapes to show a cheap brassiere,
hair sticks to her forehead.
It makes her look thoughtless,
like she's just drunk enough to take home,
so I crop it,
remove everything below the shoulders,
desaturate the colours to detract from the heat.
She looks possible now, smart,
like a good office girl,
and I feel guilty for quietly insisting
on no fun, decorum,
looking like a lady,
for secretly setting a fence against
all the most interesting parts
to insist she be a paper doll.