Lazy Poets Thursday Poem: Extra Lazy and Nearly Friday

genetic footprints

lines of women walked before me
ever increasing one 2
four eight sixteen
don’t draw breath thirty 2
sixty four do the math

seven generations trace back
race back to century 18
spring seven lines ahead
bounce my genes to century 22

I only track back 2
and project two forward

will I hold three planet walkers?
or will that privilege be lost
as one back is lost to me?