Kallisti, Or, To The Most Beautiful

Kallisti

Or, To The Most Beautiful

from a female Faust

What are you like inside

What are you like alone

What do you seek to hide

What would you rather known

If I could engineer me a coincidence

So that our paths some time coincided

Would you celebrate the happenstance

Would I regret that I confided

But me I’m such as needs must tell you

Come on strong then bottom line

We all seek those fit though few

That, kin or no, to us — are kind —

So itself this gift that would, imagine, fancy, juxtapose

Were better still if it also could — quotidian — suppose