Different

I am not so different than you
I don’t feel the same way you do,
I don’t act the same way you do.
I don’t touch I don’t talk I don’t listen
The same way you do.
But I am not so different.

Sure I might
Ask questions
Searching, wondering
Why why why
I don’t understand these things
The same as you

I ask my friends
“Why do you kiss?”
They give me incomplete, unfulfilling answers
I ask my father
“What’s the difference
Between the different kinds of love?”
He says they aren’t so different after all
After I bug him for a month about it
But then why
Why
Is one so revered above the other
“What’s so bad about not feeling these things
Or

Feeling these things
Differently?”
I ask and I ask and I ask
Do I get answers?
No
Does everyone get infuriated by my
Incessant wondering?
Probably
But to be able to ask the questions
To be able to wonder why.
This is what connects us all
This is why we grow and change and
Shape the world in our footsteps.

I don’t talk like you I don’t walk
Or speak or touch or feel or act
Like you
But I am not so different.
I’m not so different then you,
After all.
We’re still built of the same things
Flesh and bones,
Water and blood
Cells, molecules, atoms, quarks,
Magic, stars, dust and the world and
Time!
We are of the same
Recipe,
Cooked at different times, different

Quality of ingredients
Alkalized and non-alkalized cocoa
Baked at different temperatures
350, 325
Barely noticeable.
And doesn’t that scare you?
Doesn’t
That
Scare
You.