The Ladies Vanish

Hey, do you see us?
We’re right here
We hit the landmark
Head on
The day came and went
We stayed
But the light must be poor
Because you can’t see us
The fifty years passed
And we became translucent
Then transparent
We can’t be picked up by the flash
Our faces won’t develop
Onto the page
Our voices
Only find an echo chamber
Never hit the eardrum
Never register
In the woods
Lost for the trees
No more
Sought by the huntsmen
You want our time
You want our work
You want our money
You want our bodies
You want our souls
Background ghosts
Faint and pale
Watery and shallow
The nobodies
Who mend the broken
Who save our days
Who fix us
Who make the world turn

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