This music is alive

Like specks of dust, floating

In love with desert air

Dancing in her breath

But destined for the sand, hot and still

Waiting to be kicked, churned, unsettled

Back to life

Like the second man to walk on the moon

Shocked into the weight of being, gravity defiant

An American hero

Or maybe, just a day late

And a dollar short.

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Transmission incoming: 1/23/26

Some call me a vigilante, I prefer "justice freelancer."

There's a song chasin' you. Someday, somewhere, maybe on some distant planet, you'll look back and it's right there. Hungry, vicious, and lookin' for a home.

Your earth cook Martha Stewart has a great roast chicken recipe. It's almost criminal how delicious this was, but my intelligence briefing says she's already done time.