it stands, a twisted, gnarled homage to a distorted, subverted society
on the side of a road, eyes see and a mouth gapes, screaming a silent, perverted agony of ugliness in nature
it is wrong, an aberration of the structures that grace the walkways of yonder
majestic no longer. a misshappen dwarf in a small world choked by the cruelties of an uncaring society
rooted in tar and born from the perverse stength of a nature that would not be denied
in its ugliness can you see strength
courage
brutal honesty
the fractured distortion of society is shown in an unnatural nature
it is ugly, an anomaly
but it is beauty
it will not be denied
choked and crushed by the dark stain of humanity
it it the beauty that lies in what is ugly
the pool of blood and pain at childbirth
the rainbow dancing on oily waves
slick and poisonous as it kills
it is the purity of an atom bomb
the eagle as it swoops in on prey
this is humanity
this is how we twist and warp nature
this is the price our destructive arrogance will wreak upon the world
this is man overcoming nature
and eventually being absorbed by it...
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