{"id":13782,"date":"2015-06-14T05:46:20","date_gmt":"2015-06-14T09:46:20","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=13782"},"modified":"2015-06-14T06:47:46","modified_gmt":"2015-06-14T10:47:46","slug":"21bis-loud-and-broad","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2015\/06\/21bis-loud-and-broad\/","title":{"rendered":"#21bis \u2013 Loud and broad"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"20150324-133230<\/a>Your flesh<\/p>\n

Your blood<\/p>\n

You\u2019re thirsty<\/p>\n

And cold<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

I am here<\/p>\n

To hear<\/p>\n

Your stuffs<\/p>\n

Loud and broad<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Each time you\u2019re hurt<\/p>\n

It will heal itself<\/p>\n

Just<\/p>\n

To get hurt again<\/p>\n

A bit later<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

All that doesn\u2019t matter<\/p>\n

As long as you stay<\/p>\n

In your centre<\/p>\n

Out of there nothing<\/p>\n

Nothing to grab<\/p>\n

Nothing to hold<\/p>\n

Nothing to hope<\/p>\n

As long as you<\/p>\n

Stay in your centre<\/p>\n

Really<\/p>\n

There will no heartbreaker<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

All this flesh<\/p>\n

And all this blood<\/p>\n

A real flood<\/p>\n

Makes you blush<\/p>\n

When you look<\/p>\n

At what you\u2019re capable of<\/p>\n

Makes you blush<\/p>\n

Like a teenager<\/p>\n

Who receives<\/p>\n

A compliment<\/p>\n

From a young gorgeous lady<\/p>\n

For the very first time<\/p>\n

But she\u2019s touched<\/p>\n

And soon more and more<\/p>\n

Hurts and is being healed<\/p>\n

When the mountains<\/p>\n

Fall into the skies<\/p>\n

The Universe blushes<\/p>\n

And the sun disappears<\/p>\n

Just for a minute<\/p>\n

The exact minute<\/p>\n

When you both<\/p>\n

Fall in love<\/p>\n

With Life<\/p>\n

And each other<\/p>\n

Beyond the flood<\/p>\n

Of blood and love<\/p>\n

Going through your veins<\/p>\n

In vain<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

No, nothing is vain<\/p>\n

Even all the pain<\/p>\n

Embrace it<\/p>\n

Hug it<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Your flesh<\/p>\n

Your blood<\/p>\n

You\u2019re thirsty<\/p>\n

And cold<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

I am here<\/p>\n

To hear<\/p>\n

Your stuffs<\/p>\n

Loud and broad<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Your flesh Your blood You\u2019re thirsty And cold   I am here To hear Your stuffs Loud and broad   Each time you\u2019re hurt It will heal itself Just To get hurt again A bit later   All that doesn\u2019t matter As long as you…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":315,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-13782","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/13782","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\/315"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=13782"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/13782\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":13786,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/13782\/revisions\/13786"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=13782"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=13782"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=13782"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}