URBEX

The remains of a facility
With so many productive years
Reminds me of how much batterment we can withstand
And still exist
The supports all gone
Beauty in weathering
We’re defeated in graffiti
A shell of us
Our bones into art.
We’ll stand there bleeding
Leaking from the ceiling
And all the walls have gone sideways.
Shattered windows through broken glass smile
In total ruin,
Fascination remains
What is more interesting than perfection?
Almost anything.
Its cracks and depths almost infinite
Its ages holding secrets that can’t be uncovered in half the time.
Yet the rubble works on us
And the heavy load of negligence
Impresses cloaked figures
Through hoods and bandannas
The floor of us creaks too.
This photo was part of a collaboration between myself and Alex Brisbey @thelensdaddy (Instagram)
