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Julie Hunt

The Write Stuff vol. 7

Advice

The oracle said don't ask me again.
The city is under the mountain.
All day you have followed its streets.
Lie down with the pattern in you.
There is a way in and a way out.
All your lives are looking for you.
Lie down like a circuit board.
When the dark comes out
you'll see that star is someone's elbow.
Now you are moving from point to point
and the lights in the channel are flashing.
Now you are pegged out like string.
You could be the beginnings of a great house.
Do not be surprised if the small voice
in each joint starts singing.

 

© Julie Hunt

 

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