There’s just so much beauty all around
With the dense tangle of ivy drying in the window
Just look at it
The gears of time turning
Bringing the rhythmic cycles of change
All of nature
Rearranging itself according to gravity
While down here, under the rain
We rework the surface
Into the unmistakable signs of higher intelligence
Glossy cut stones
Infinite folded staircases
Crushed azure packs of Winstons
Lying empty in the rolling hills of litter
Isn’t it simply amazing, the complexity
Of how we organize it all
Into neat little piles?
Stuff Cam Wrote 