{"id":128813,"date":"2023-09-02T11:25:08","date_gmt":"2023-09-02T15:25:08","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=128813"},"modified":"2023-09-02T12:06:56","modified_gmt":"2023-09-02T16:06:56","slug":"stuck-in-traffic","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2023\/09\/stuck-in-traffic\/","title":{"rendered":"Stuck In Traffic"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Hour One<\/p>\n<p>Boxed in on all sides<br \/>\nwrapped in rush<br \/>\nlike present,<br \/>\nwaiting&#8230;always waiting&#8230;<br \/>\nto be opened<br \/>\nto move forward.<br \/>\nInching my way<br \/>\nwith the masses at my back<br \/>\nother fellow travelers<br \/>\non this expanse of gravel<br \/>\nand boiling pavement.<br \/>\nLike worms<br \/>\nburrowing through soil,<br \/>\nI compost the the fumes<br \/>\nof deragatory words<br \/>\nand shaking fists-<br \/>\nthe blare of horns<br \/>\na curse upon my ears-<br \/>\nmy heart.<br \/>\nLife in a box<br \/>\nbooming with music<br \/>\nfrom an open window<br \/>\ncarrying a tune,<br \/>\na rhythm in tow.<br \/>\nOthers, white knuckles<br \/>\non wheels<br \/>\nsome brass with eyes<br \/>\nwatching, assaulting the dash.<br \/>\nThe necks elastic<br \/>\nas all must take their turn<br \/>\nto observe-to witness.<br \/>\nFor some, a prayer<br \/>\nfor yet another driver<br \/>\npeeled from the stony pavement<br \/>\nand wheeled off.<br \/>\nA moment of curiosity-<br \/>\na breath of relief<br \/>\nthat it isn&#8217;t one of us.<br \/>\nForgetting the scene<br \/>\nmoments after the pass<br \/>\nor the image lingers<br \/>\nlike an unwanted passenger-<br \/>\na hitchhiking reminder<br \/>\nas we drive our way forward<br \/>\nto our intended destination<br \/>\ngrateful that we&#8217;re<br \/>\ngiven the grace to arrive.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Hour One Boxed in on all sides wrapped in rush like present, waiting&#8230;always waiting&#8230; to be opened to move forward. Inching my way with the masses at my back other fellow travelers on this expanse of gravel and boiling pavement. Like worms burrowing through soil,&#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":[5353,5779,680,5852,5818,326,10],"class_list":["post-128813","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem","tag-24hourpoerymarathon","tag-fullmarathon","tag-poetrymarathon","tag-traffic","tag-5818","tag-marathon","tag-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/128813","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=128813"}],"version-history":[{"count":6,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/128813\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":129507,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/128813\/revisions\/129507"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=128813"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=128813"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=128813"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}