Polychroia

There is beauty in destruction the weak spots exploited ripped apart and discarded crumbling dust swept away by the wind and yet the core remains the unpredictable arrangements, dents scrapes and stains, damaged by collisions corroded with chemicals and yet, still standing. Showing the history on the face all those protective layers built up to prolong the inevitable cracked and peeling off exposing naked surfaces and yet not worse for wear so many layers so many stories and I love every little bit of it.