Truth In Advertising,
Or, Ms. Really Real, Both From & To
(A Playful Excercise In Female Empowerment by a female Faust)
Like serendipity itself attention took from slated tasks
Such as random cameo appearances in the dreams of some genius engineer
To offhandedly introduce us better than I could have had the wit to ask
As if she had noticed some imbalance in my life & thought it — queer —
That so few so called better halves have to me hardly lifted up their veil
Have been hardly willing to be really real, & honest, as have the remaining half
The honest humans that are men, that is, or that identify as male
Have been the only ones undeserving of my only ultimately laugh
So to allow lack of transparency at this so nascent stage to loom
Would seem, well, utter folly — but then — to tell a Chica quite beforeward
That the romantic sounding tickle to their fancy wasn’t, after all, to whom
They thought — not about them — guys get me — this is hard —
Or is it? My gains are but fantasies, imaginings, are whatsoever thing I choose;
My losses but sunk costs — but my honor, because honest, that I cannot bear to lose.
