Pulses lined sky high
Lights flashing bright like rays of the sun
Searing life into the darkest cavities
Weaving pure heavenly masses
Catching beats from every angle
Touching precise notes noises
Knowing the ***** will clean
In the buzzing I find myself
free

Bouncing circles, spheres, and whimsical bodies  
Here I am a perfect incomplete puzzle
Like a rubik cube’s algorithm suddenly everything makes sense
I have felt nothing like this before
Enticing and different
Another laser strikes the air
Breathe in oxygen

In pure ecstasy the room spins wildly
Pieces held together by exploding beats
Genuine awe strokes gently my conscious
Swallowed by the moving crowd
Feeling all the love it has for me
We are one soul riding on the waves of drum

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Your probably wondering why this poem is called J. It's because there aren't any Js