{"id":108600,"date":"2022-06-25T12:55:19","date_gmt":"2022-06-25T16:55:19","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/?p=108600"},"modified":"2022-06-25T12:55:52","modified_gmt":"2022-06-25T16:55:52","slug":"blink-twice-prompt-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2022\/06\/blink-twice-prompt-2\/","title":{"rendered":"blink twice (prompt 2)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>the end of my twenties looms ahead like a finely carved clock<br \/>\nanother upright tower chiming with certain\u00a0destruction and liberation<br \/>\nI blink twice and suddenly I am running late<br \/>\nmy relationship with time remains complicated<br \/>\ndespite my efforts to change<\/p>\n<p>I still bite off more than I can chew so that I&#8217;m seen as agreeable<br \/>\nself worth deeply rooted in how much I can give<br \/>\nI&#8217;ve gift wrapped years of my life<br \/>\nbelieving sacrifice would become painless<br \/>\nif adorned with the right bow<\/p>\n<p>growth only comes in sets of two<br \/>\nI know that I can&#8217;t find it separate from discomfort<br \/>\nlightning crashes and clears the rot\u00a0so that another tree may live<br \/>\nI&#8217;m learning to forgive the storms<br \/>\nand welcome what comes after<\/p>\n<p>my hours vanish into the burnout dimension<br \/>\nI will never be this young again\u00a0even now I am older<br \/>\nthere is an imagined squandering of potential<br \/>\nthat suggests every wasted second leads me to depletion<br \/>\nevery season leads to a decrease in value or novelty<\/p>\n<p>I remember the letter you wrote when you said to\u00a0&#8220;keep on living &#8211; live for me&#8221;<br \/>\nresilience hasn&#8217;t been easy to achieve and frequently<br \/>\nI can&#8217;t bring myself to see the hands moving<br \/>\nthe pendulum swinging<br \/>\nthe dispassionate face<\/p>\n<p>but I have promises to keep<br \/>\nand I am better with promises than time<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>the end of my twenties looms ahead like a finely carved clock another upright tower chiming with certain\u00a0destruction and liberation I blink twice and suddenly I am running late my relationship with time remains complicated despite my efforts to change I still bite off more&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":981,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-108600","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/108600","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\/981"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=108600"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/108600\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":109912,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/108600\/revisions\/109912"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=108600"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=108600"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=108600"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}