A winter's day in Brooklyn

Sorrento, Italy
December 2024

Is this forever?
Perspectives shifting
Tracks in the wheat
No mountains
No sound
Horizon’s teeth are showing
A slow stroll to desired lanes
Raining somewhere
Not here
Endless textures
Endless sky
Is this America?

Fragile systems
Fragile minds
Fragile egos
Tied to mine
Fragile brushes
Fragile lines
Fragile faucets
Dripping time
Fragile limits
Fragile grind
Fragile lovers
Rob you blind

Fragile fragments
Puzzle pieces
Fragile contracts
Returned diseases

Lyrics from Fragile Fragments

And I've been prepping
For the next world war
Doing my research
On the bathroom floor
It's the same old story
The same old day
Torn open
By bullets
That ricochet
It's pulling on my heart strings

Heart Strings
from the debut album

Robots in our homes
We'll let the AI decide
Decide on our future
Of a virtual kind
Don't let the data
Simulate you
You won't have to
Pay it any mind

Panic Forth