OMG, angst sucks.<\/p>\n
Like, if angst were a scent,
\nit would totally smell
\nlike the fridge when it reminds you of
\nlast month\u2019s leftover curry.
\nOr like when you drive by all those sad cows
\non the I-5
\nand feel super guilty,
\nso you start driving up the 101 instead.
\n…Like, as an example.<\/p>\n
If angst were a feeling \u2013 If angst were a sound… What would it taste like? But, you know, Yeah, angst really sucks. OMG, angst sucks. Like, if angst were a scent, it would totally smell like the fridge when it reminds you of last month\u2019s leftover curry. Or like when you drive by all those sad cows on the I-5 and feel super guilty, so you start…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":697,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11,441],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-21968","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-half-marathon-poem","category-poetry-prompt-responses"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/21968","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\/697"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=21968"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/21968\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":22070,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/21968\/revisions\/22070"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=21968"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=21968"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=21968"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nwhich, well, it is,
\nbut you know what I mean —
\nit would feel like, you know,
\na square dancing sumo wrestler
\nhad confused your throat with the barn floor.
\nOr like when a cat exfoliates your face
\nwith its emery board tongue…
\nand you hate<\/em> cats.<\/p>\n
\nOkay, let\u2019s get real;
\nangst sounds exactly like
\nwhiny-boy-emo songs —
\nand maybe some country.
\nBut, well, besides<\/em> those,
\nit would echo in rooms
\nlike a beeping heart monitor
\nor cram your iPod with
\nthe screams of toddlers on airplanes.<\/p>\n
\nProbably like eating a gallon
\nof strawberry ice cream
\nafter you spent six hours the night before
\nvomiting up vanilla.
\nAngst would coat your throat and tongue
\nwith four-day-old, half-melted
\npork lard.<\/p>\n
\nwe\u2019re a visual culture.
\nHow would a director cast it
\nin some over-budget Hollywood flick?
\nAngst would look like \u2013
\nno, I am not stooping to
\nnaming off celebrities and politicians.
\nSheesh. \u2013
\npost-WWII, modern art
\nwith weeping moms and seeping wounds
\nthat you want to find meaningful
\nbut just can\u2019t.
\nOr like when you dump spoiled cream
\ninto your coffee,
\nand it curdles into oil and wax.<\/p>\n
\nLike broken hearts,
\nshimmering tears,
\ncold fingers down spines,
\nbroken sobs,
\nand all that crap.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"