{"id":101738,"date":"2021-06-27T06:27:18","date_gmt":"2021-06-27T10:27:18","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=101738"},"modified":"2021-06-27T06:29:31","modified_gmt":"2021-06-27T10:29:31","slug":"arguing-with-myself","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2021\/06\/arguing-with-myself\/","title":{"rendered":"Arguing With Myself"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Okay, body-listen up<br \/>\nIt\u2019s time that you lay off<br \/>\nThe pain for a spell<br \/>\nWith bones cracking like<br \/>\nA thick branch snapping<br \/>\nSending sharp stings<br \/>\nI cry out<br \/>\nSilently through clenched teeth<br \/>\nSmile as I lie and say I\u2019m okay<br \/>\nWhen I\u2019m really truly not<br \/>\nAnd blink away the tears<br \/>\nWhen my knee gives out<br \/>\nLanding hard upon them<br \/>\nToo weak and pained to stand<br \/>\nThough I do anyway<br \/>\nBecause I\u2019m too young to have<br \/>\nChronic illness-<br \/>\nTo be weak.<br \/>\nMy mind argues that I could<br \/>\nDo it all before<br \/>\nBut now the body I burned through<br \/>\nTells me its time to slow down<br \/>\nBut brain says<br \/>\n\u201cNo, we\u2019ll do it anyway.\u201d<br \/>\nAnd pay the steep price of<br \/>\nImmobility for days on end.<br \/>\nMy head pounds like a steel drum<br \/>\nWith every ache further convincing me<br \/>\nThat the folds of my brain are<br \/>\nBeing cleaned with tiny wire brushes<br \/>\nScratching away like a cat at the door<br \/>\nTrying to make its escape.<br \/>\nAnd, what\u2019s more disheartening<br \/>\nIs that pain is a playground in my head<br \/>\nAnd like a scream but can\u2019t be cut short.<br \/>\nIt is forever feeling like an auto accident<br \/>\nThe invisible bruising covering my back<br \/>\nAs though I had fallen without a parachute<br \/>\nFrom 1800 feet-<br \/>\nAlthough I\u2019d much rather the tequila<br \/>\nAnd drunk dial Jose.<br \/>\nForty walking with a cane-<br \/>\nWaiting for the day when I can feel<br \/>\nMore like a badass with a shillelagh<br \/>\nWishing I was more like<br \/>\na ghost in the shell<br \/>\nwith interchangeable parts.<br \/>\nKnowing my limits but ignoring them<br \/>\nTo pretend to be who I was before<br \/>\nMy body started disagreeing with me<br \/>\nAnd decided to fight me back-<br \/>\nMuch like my fight or flight hasn\u2019t shut off<br \/>\nNeither will my pain<br \/>\nFor they remain on like Donkey Kong<br \/>\nThough, I believe he\u2019d be more apt<br \/>\nTo win this battle-<br \/>\nBetter equipped than I<br \/>\nBut I try and smile through it<br \/>\nBrush of the electric taser snaps<br \/>\nIn every stupid nerve<br \/>\nAnd if you hear me cursing under my breath<br \/>\nKnow that it&#8217;s directed at this faulty meat suit<br \/>\nAnd not at all at you. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Okay, body-listen up It\u2019s time that you lay off The pain for a spell With bones cracking like A thick branch snapping Sending sharp stings I cry out Silently through clenched teeth Smile as I lie and say I\u2019m okay When I\u2019m really truly not&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1485,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[4125,349,746,4794,4793,4795,654,2158,4797,4796,355],"class_list":["post-101738","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem","tag-2021-poetry-marathon","tag-blank-verse","tag-body","tag-chronic-illness","tag-chronic-pain","tag-fibromyalgia","tag-free-verse","tag-full-marathon","tag-ghost-in-the-shell","tag-health-issues","tag-poetry-marathon"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/101738","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\/1485"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=101738"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/101738\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":101947,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/101738\/revisions\/101947"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=101738"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=101738"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=101738"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}