{"id":116961,"date":"2022-06-25T22:27:18","date_gmt":"2022-06-26T02:27:18","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/?p=116961"},"modified":"2022-06-28T09:42:58","modified_gmt":"2022-06-28T13:42:58","slug":"accustomed-appetite-hour-9-prompt-9-2022","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2022\/06\/accustomed-appetite-hour-9-prompt-9-2022\/","title":{"rendered":"Accustomed Appetite – Hour 9\/Prompt 9, 2022"},"content":{"rendered":"

“Opening<\/em><\/p>\n

Closing”<\/em><\/p>\n

“Opening<\/em><\/p>\n

Closing”\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n

“Opening<\/em><\/p>\n

Closing”<\/em><\/p>\n

Playing hide<\/em> and seek <\/em><\/p>\n

with the cookie<\/p>\n

that rests in an airtight jar.<\/p>\n

D<\/em>on’t you feel suffocated?\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n

Let me give you a home<\/p>\n

in my tummy,<\/p>\n

but then would you also betray me like my mother?<\/p>\n

I cannot fit into the glass jar,<\/p>\n

to accompany you.<\/p>\n

It is already suffocating out here.<\/p>\n

I too feel caged, not physically but you know the other way right?<\/p>\n

Can I break you into two?\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n

One for my\u00a0today,<\/em><\/p>\n

one for my tomorrows.<\/em><\/p>\n

How many personalities do you have?\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n

I have one that knows hunger<\/em>.<\/p>\n

and recognises<\/em> the feeling of getting betrayal.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“Opening<\/em><\/p>\n

“Opening<\/em><\/p>\n

Cookie, your house door is so yellow.<\/em><\/p>\n

No wonder why I always feel happy visiting you.<\/p>\n

Why have you become so soft and mushy?\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n

Did anyone hurt you?\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n

You’re already broken.<\/em><\/p>\n

Why did you lie to me?\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n

I thought you could serve me for thirteen days<\/em><\/p>\n

Isn’t that what momma said?<\/p>\n

She’s going out only for thirteen days<\/i>?<\/p>\n

I cannot fit numbers more than ten on my fingertips<\/em>.<\/p>\n

I don’t remember the sequence either,<\/p>\n

Perhaps, thirteen comes before ten right cookie?<\/em><\/p>\n

Do you also feel scared<\/em> when I lay my hand towards you to grab you?<\/p>\n

I am sorry<\/em>\u00a0Cookie.<\/p>\n

I was just celebrating that I can open a jar<\/p>\n

and take my things out by myself<\/p>\n

I am a grown up boy.<\/em><\/p>\n

I am no longer hungry, I am but heyyy… I am a grown up boy! Yes!<\/p>\n

I remember mommy once said,<\/p>\n

“once you grow up you no longer feel hungry, you only fill yourself to survive”<\/p>\n

Speaking of survival,<\/p>\n

I haven’t had anything<\/em>, Cookie.<\/p>\n

Am I going to clouds?\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n

I have seen people becoming stars<\/em>.<\/p>\n

But its not even an hour since I grew<\/p>\n

Is mommy in the clouds?\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n

Cookie, even you have become like clouds.. Soft.. And unstoppable..<\/p>\n

Closing the jar<\/em>”<\/p>\n

Closing the door”\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n

Bye Cookie, I am tired<\/em> and I have seen grown ups sleeping like no one’s home<\/em>.<\/p>\n

I think, that’s what I am supposed to do till mother arrives.<\/p>\n

She would return right?\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n

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“Opening Closing” “Opening Closing”\u00a0 “Opening Closing” Playing hide and seek with the cookie that rests in an airtight jar. Don’t you feel suffocated?\u00a0 Let me give you a home in my tummy, but then would you also betray me like my mother? I cannot fit…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1714,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11,7,12,441,5],"tags":[2376],"class_list":["post-116961","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-half-marathon-poem","category-marathon-poem","category-musings","category-poetry-prompt-responses","category-poetry-prompts","tag-hour9"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/116961","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\/1714"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=116961"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/116961\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":124109,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/116961\/revisions\/124109"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=116961"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=116961"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=116961"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}