{"id":101219,"date":"2021-06-27T04:36:48","date_gmt":"2021-06-27T08:36:48","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=101219"},"modified":"2021-06-27T04:36:48","modified_gmt":"2021-06-27T08:36:48","slug":"blues-buellers-hour-twenty-2021","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2021\/06\/blues-buellers-hour-twenty-2021\/","title":{"rendered":"BLUES BUELLERS &#8211; Hour Twenty (2021)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">BLUES BUELLERS<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0how often does the train come by?<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">headlamp glinting off a silver moon river<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">sign slow blinking red-red-red for the ATV idiots<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">chugging slow low rolling steel wheel thunder<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">through the stricken trees along electric lake<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">I come crunching dark gravel pebbles in lieu of homework<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 static starlight tangled in the street lamps<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">craving early ice cream frozen hillside rural suburbia<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">it\u2019s sleepy here and the shops are long since closed<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">listen with a loving heart and become another radio<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">open source airwaves by the cover of another night<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">blues belushi doesn\u2019t notice the train or any relative silence<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">even streaking with the lights and roar neither do I anymore<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">wandering and watching jealous of an unalterable destination<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>BLUES BUELLERS &nbsp; \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0how often does the train come by? headlamp glinting off a silver moon river sign slow blinking red-red-red for the ATV idiots &nbsp; chugging slow low rolling steel wheel thunder through the stricken trees&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1491,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-101219","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/101219","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1491"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=101219"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/101219\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":101229,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/101219\/revisions\/101229"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=101219"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=101219"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=101219"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}