The Path X
Artwork by Gail Bradshaw
Watch those funny chords. The ones with the odd notes, here and there, from somewhere else. There’s another one. Tie those crotchets down, boys, and zip your hips. The girls have woven you a new life, full of time and space. Their warm lips shine through the wildfire. Each kiss stays in tune, even when that old blue wind blows cold. Warm your young hearts right here. Sweet showers of bright sound bathe you, pouring from the zither of full enlightenment.