{"id":134167,"date":"2023-09-02T17:57:40","date_gmt":"2023-09-02T21:57:40","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=134167"},"modified":"2023-09-02T17:57:40","modified_gmt":"2023-09-02T21:57:40","slug":"hour-9-please-explain-this-to-me","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2023\/09\/hour-9-please-explain-this-to-me\/","title":{"rendered":"Hour 9&#8211;Please Explain This to Me"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I&#8217;m not here really<\/p>\n<p>The bath wiped some time off my skin<\/p>\n<p>but it&#8217;s only hour 9<\/p>\n<p>and I&#8217;m braindead<\/p>\n<p>there&#8217;s this unfocused layer underneath the mask of my face<\/p>\n<p>that&#8217;s named Bleary or whatever<\/p>\n<p>He&#8217;s not real sure what about this English language he&#8217;s not sure about<\/p>\n<p>but prone to wiping his hand acrost hisself to express his innermost<\/p>\n<p>feelings and that will have to suffice<\/p>\n<p>So if a poem could be about a guy wiping his hand acrost his face<\/p>\n<p>then Bleary could come through for you bigtime<\/p>\n<p>Madeline loves him<\/p>\n<p>don&#8217;t ask me why<\/p>\n<p>but she tolerates him being quiet like that<\/p>\n<p>She talks and he listens or so she thinks so<\/p>\n<p>And when she swings her hips and he gets that<\/p>\n<p>big dumb grin on his face, dipping all embarrassed like<\/p>\n<p>well she just about loves that the best there&#8217;s just no explainin it<\/p>\n<p>She just gets the biggest chuckle out of him<\/p>\n<p>so in conclusion<\/p>\n<p>That&#8217;s just mammal magnetism is all I can say<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I&#8217;m not here really The bath wiped some time off my skin but it&#8217;s only hour 9 and I&#8217;m braindead there&#8217;s this unfocused layer underneath the mask of my face that&#8217;s named Bleary or whatever He&#8217;s not real sure what about this English language he&#8217;s&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":255,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-134167","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/134167","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\/255"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=134167"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/134167\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":134754,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/134167\/revisions\/134754"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=134167"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=134167"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=134167"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}