Kaleidoscope my mind.
I am one and I am many.
The beats and swaying motions creep up my back,
like the moonlight in my dreams,
a finite moment of rushing melodies.
Bumps speaking braille, mapping my body like a track.
Catalyse my catharsis.
I am no one and I am myself.
Carry my spirit up, shake my skin like a thunder crack.