The Wax Conspiracy

Kind face wouldn't last long in the sun

Down in the dirt, with the speckles of dust rusting out the wrinkles in the skin, there is no reason for the beautiful to consider themselves in any way out and apart from the lines that course through the jungle thrush and arid landscape.

Harsh conditions rip and tear down any effacing features. The great equalizer is that which chooses not to discriminate on the basis of any factor. Wild, small, large or tall, the truth of the matter crumbles in any argument. No debate is worth the bother as the end result is as much a blanket bowl in the mouth as a limb bending backwards to sideways.

Hope springs eternal and the draw toward the sun blinds.

Ethan Switch

Written on Wednesday, 6 December 2006

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