Chameleon sunlight

How much different is my DNA from someone born in the 60's or 70's
and in what ways

chameleon questions, the universe that our eyes touches is from so long ago

do our children have more freedom

is being born to slow things down until it's as still as a coffin,

what is black?

two sides to every movement,
chess boards and
polished checkered floors.

the bones in my fingers
touching my shoelaces

aging cheese philosophy
Chinese sperm

are suicide bombers
just as convinced as i
am, while walking down the street?

how much difference
of what we see
is in our hearts, and not
our pockets?

how far will
we go right now?

when does a gesture close

night-lights and roses

what shades
and glass shapes
ants
fruit
maze

i leave some sugar and blood
coagulating on the front step

maybe they'll bring drugs?

maybe my pillow is filled with coffee beans

maybe my teeth and knees and jaws
are chattering

maybe it's electricity gathering

from the dark heat
of a former farmer

who has
sex before breakfast.

yes, maybe i was a bit hungry
when i lied about what
interests me

maybe it wasn't your eyes or your soft
shape
cut from glass and maple syrup paper
that drownt me

like a fish
from mars,
my own
creator.