Baskadia

I see what you don't see

dreams telling me whispers

spreading like whiskers

expanding territories

playing with my consciousness of my surroundings

void of my understanding i got amnesia not remembering the past

losing my way like dementia

i forgot to mention

i wasn't talking about me but my twin painted on the surface

following me everywhere like a good purchase

always mimicking my moves like choreography

this my shadow needs independence which is impossible

because we are a whole package wrapped in oneness

powers we harness

together we love us before the world who don't know us

you cannot step on us because we, i, am on top that no one can intimidate me to think as a man with two brains and one name