{"id":142460,"date":"2023-09-03T06:51:40","date_gmt":"2023-09-03T10:51:40","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=142460"},"modified":"2023-09-03T07:06:58","modified_gmt":"2023-09-03T11:06:58","slug":"oneirataxia","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2023\/09\/oneirataxia\/","title":{"rendered":"Oneirataxia"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Slipping between<br \/>\nWhat&#8217;s real and what&#8217;s a dream<br \/>\nOne moment you&#8217;re gone from me<br \/>\nThe next you&#8217;re here<br \/>\nSmiling pleasantly<\/p>\n<p>I know what&#8217;s real<br \/>\nReality is that you&#8217;re gone<br \/>\nYou&#8217;ve been gone so long<br \/>\nI sometimes forget<br \/>\nWhat you were like when you were here<\/p>\n<p>But then it happens again<br \/>\nI come home and there you are<br \/>\nMaking dinner or on the computer<br \/>\nAs if nothing has happened<br \/>\nTo you at all<\/p>\n<p>I try to tell my friends<br \/>\nConvince my family<br \/>\nI keep sleeping so easily<br \/>\nBetween the two it&#8217;s getting hard<br \/>\nTo remember what&#8217;s real<\/p>\n<p>It feels to nice<br \/>\nSeeing you again<br \/>\nI just want to hug you<br \/>\nTo talk to you<br \/>\nTell you how I&#8217;ve been<\/p>\n<p>But reality sets in once more<br \/>\nYou&#8217;re not real, I tell you as much<br \/>\nTell you, &#8220;This is just a dream&#8221;<br \/>\nTo which you reply, &#8220;Yes, it is.<br \/>\n&#8220;But you can stay if you want.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I jolt awake<br \/>\nHeart racing<br \/>\nMind wondering<br \/>\nWhat could you have meant<br \/>\nWhen you said I could &#8220;stay&#8221;?<\/p>\n<p>It&#8217;s been years since then<br \/>\nAnd some days when reality<br \/>\nHits too heavy, too hard<br \/>\nI think about your offer<br \/>\nAnd wonder<\/p>\n<p>Should have taken you up on it?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Slipping between What&#8217;s real and what&#8217;s a dream One moment you&#8217;re gone from me The next you&#8217;re here Smiling pleasantly I know what&#8217;s real Reality is that you&#8217;re gone You&#8217;ve been gone so long I sometimes forget What you were like when you were here&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1102,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-142460","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/142460","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\/1102"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=142460"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/142460\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":142586,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/142460\/revisions\/142586"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=142460"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=142460"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=142460"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}