{"id":19072,"date":"2016-08-13T11:15:21","date_gmt":"2016-08-13T15:15:21","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=19072"},"modified":"2016-08-13T11:15:21","modified_gmt":"2016-08-13T15:15:21","slug":"before-darkness-20","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2016\/08\/before-darkness-20\/","title":{"rendered":"Before Darkness"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">I counted each little finger and toe<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">So I knew how many should be there<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">When I woke up<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Before Darkness<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">I would hum a certain tune<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Over and over, starting from the beginning<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">If i were interrupted by thought or sound<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">So I knew that I would wake up breathing<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Before Darkness<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">I washed my hands, trying to achieve<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Perfect thoughtlessness<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">So I knew that my family members would be safe<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Before Darkness<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">I avoided staring at the thing in my room<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">That I couldn\u2019t get rid of<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">That I couldn\u2019t stop thinking of<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">The bad luck charm<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">So I would wake up the next day<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Before Darkness<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">I gave into the darkness<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Only sleep was a respite in the sun<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I counted each little finger and toe So I knew how many should be there When I woke up &nbsp; Before Darkness I would hum a certain tune Over and over, starting from the beginning If i were interrupted by thought or sound So I&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":776,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[13],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-19072","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-miscellaneous"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/19072","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\/776"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=19072"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/19072\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":19082,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/19072\/revisions\/19082"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=19072"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=19072"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=19072"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}