Nico

The Iphone is my digital eye

Walking around the streets

The music in my headphones

I used to steal images of the life that was flowing around me

But now the world has changed

Fear of the others and fear of loneliness

Are struggling in my mind

I am looking for  people 

But masked faces keep me far away

Only in the digital space I can find peace

Artworks are the voodoos that will ease my mind