{"id":112919,"date":"2022-06-25T16:29:21","date_gmt":"2022-06-25T20:29:21","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/?p=112919"},"modified":"2022-06-25T16:29:21","modified_gmt":"2022-06-25T20:29:21","slug":"carnival-of-ghouls-hour-9","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2022\/06\/carnival-of-ghouls-hour-9\/","title":{"rendered":"Carnival of Ghouls Hour 9"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Carnival of Ghouls (Valkyrie)<\/p>\n<p>Perplexed by the spectacle frightening,<br \/>\nThe dreary masses experience enlightening,<br \/>\nPunishment for lives spent crying, self- entitling,<br \/>\nI step forth from the shadows with sharp senses heightening.<\/p>\n<p>\u2018Roll up, roll up,\u2019 my carnivalesque display to appease,<br \/>\nYour dreadful need for expressionistic debauchery,<br \/>\nMoonlit shimmers on leg\u2019s rifle\u2019s savagery,<br \/>\nCowering minions losing their bravery.<\/p>\n<p>\u2018Come see the man-made, human spectacle,<br \/>\nForm of woman fused with machine so delectable,\u2019<br \/>\nWith triumph in gait, so not to displease,<br \/>\nI raise my leg to the art so collectible.<\/p>\n<p>Huddling in, panic awry,<br \/>\nMy errant gaze catches up with your black, refined eye.<br \/>\nOne move swift, the first round released,<br \/>\nA handful of ghouls join the deceased.<\/p>\n<p>Greying concrete painted with crimson fuel,<br \/>\nForces mice to run from the hawk,<br \/>\nShowtime for my body\u2019s renewal,<br \/>\nMy prey I start to stalk.<\/p>\n<p>Lash of whip strikes,<br \/>\nTwitching bodies fall,<br \/>\nAs if recently interred.<br \/>\nLash of whip strikes,<br \/>\nTearing flesh from the ghouls,<br \/>\nAnd breaking up the putrid herd.<\/p>\n<p>Culling rife, for you to see,<br \/>\nAnother blazing round,<br \/>\nProjectiles and whip,<br \/>\nRocket from me,<br \/>\nFoxes to the hound.<\/p>\n<p>Inhuman humanity,<br \/>\nPouring debris,<br \/>\nIntestines and blood hand in hand.<br \/>\nInhuman humanity,<br \/>\nLittle is left of me,<br \/>\nAs my destiny is carved in the sand.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Carnival of Ghouls (Valkyrie) Perplexed by the spectacle frightening, The dreary masses experience enlightening, Punishment for lives spent crying, self- entitling, I step forth from the shadows with sharp senses heightening. \u2018Roll up, roll up,\u2019 my carnivalesque display to appease, Your dreadful need for expressionistic&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":278,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-112919","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/112919","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\/278"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=112919"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/112919\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":112927,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/112919\/revisions\/112927"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=112919"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=112919"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=112919"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}