Landscapes: Digestive Delight

We see beauty in decay On the pus that weaves our skin In the worms that crawl inside us And in the rot that´s setting in. We see beauty in this communion And wouldn't have it any other way, Any other day now, any other day, We shall pass and be away. Returning to the places from which we came To the elements that make us To be born once again, In beauty, For we see beauty in decay.

Don't you try to preserve us in a picture frame Or try to lock us up in amber or in clay. Appreciate us for being Before we change again And be reborn in beauty For we see beauty in decay.

//text written with the assistance of OpenAI