Life As a Chameleon Takes the Colour of My Body

Life as a chameleon takes the colour of my body Most times I like to burn in the paunch of a sea The last time I sat on a leaf I learnt how to carry the universe on my shoulders Cos life as an asylum for things we don't know; Makes an elephant escape the eye of a needle Leaves a hole punctured in the eyes of the sky Today you name your body after a flower and tomorrow it tastes like a damaged song Cos here; on the head of the ground, there are no rules to happenstance All you have to do to jump a river is to check your body — to say we weigh differently when suspended in the air; And say when I reach the age of my father I still won't wear his shoes Cos I have a very small foot and this journey is different too