{"id":10864,"date":"2015-06-13T19:40:21","date_gmt":"2015-06-13T23:40:21","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=10864"},"modified":"2015-06-18T21:27:27","modified_gmt":"2015-06-19T01:27:27","slug":"poem-10-cremated-breath","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2015\/06\/poem-10-cremated-breath\/","title":{"rendered":"Poem #10: Cremated Breath"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I want to know the method, the character of her breath,<br \/>\nthe manufacturing of her lungs, how words blend with<br \/>\nher artful smoke. The most valuable pricetag in a packet<br \/>\nof sugarcane wrapped atmosphere staining her outline,<br \/>\ninside out. <\/p>\n<p>Her mouth running, that smell of a running car dashing<br \/>\naround the corner, as if fueled by Marlboro kisses,<br \/>\ndragging each exhale out with another Camel choking<br \/>\nin her throat.<\/p>\n<p>Used to the pull, the position of the cigarette, idle<br \/>\nand kindling between middle and forefinger, while<br \/>\ncoughing subsided long ago. Each breath cremated as the<br \/>\ncolor of coins casually claims her features.<br \/>\nHer husband Winston lit on fire, expendable.<br \/>\nNo form of tonic washed down lungs loosely clinging<br \/>\nto the pure air outside will remove the corruption.<br \/>\nShamelessly in a beautiful addiction, she mumbled,<br \/>\nAnd my personality not a bit diminished.<br \/>\nHer lips shaped like rugged canyonface, glazed with<br \/>\nweathering, a Marlboro to her pursed lips,<br \/>\npuffing out the littered wind of the world.<br \/>\nHer teeth the door, the cigarette the conduit<br \/>\nfor her inflicted ashes to spew,<br \/>\nconvert to oxygen, a pack a day. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I want to know the method, the character of her breath, the manufacturing of her lungs, how words blend with her artful smoke. The most valuable pricetag in a packet of sugarcane wrapped atmosphere staining her outline, inside out. Her mouth running, that smell of&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":281,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-10864","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10864","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\/281"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=10864"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10864\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":10953,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10864\/revisions\/10953"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=10864"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=10864"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=10864"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}