The mask swallows
“the girls” whose ideas of fairness and humility
Are disguised under the unintelligible act of chatter
And the commercial language of shoes and clothes
Mark them as swallowed.
“the girls” have masks well-learned and well-liked,
But soon forget the difference between
The swallowed havens of voluntary darkness and of light
This tavern holds no ventilation and soon suffocation
Follows them in the recesses of the throats of chatter
Of the political powers that shovel inefficient excuses
Further down until digestion is tasteless but tolerable
And “the girls” wonder when they will no longer be young
When the mask will swallow them whole
Becoming the inaudible chatter
Of those who never listen and soon forgot “the girls”
