{"id":2555,"date":"2014-08-23T17:20:56","date_gmt":"2014-08-23T21:20:56","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=2555"},"modified":"2014-08-23T17:22:10","modified_gmt":"2014-08-23T21:22:10","slug":"wearing-hand-me-down-arson","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2014\/08\/wearing-hand-me-down-arson\/","title":{"rendered":"Wearing Hand-Me-Down Arson"},"content":{"rendered":"<audio class=\"wp-audio-shortcode\" id=\"audio-2555-1\" preload=\"none\" style=\"width: 100%;\" controls=\"controls\"><source type=\"audio\/x-ms-wma\" src=\"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/handmedown.wma?_=1\" \/><a href=\"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/handmedown.wma\">https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/handmedown.wma<\/a><\/audio>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>I was set on fire once and I<br \/>\nnever<br \/>\nstopped<br \/>\nburning<\/p>\n<p>there is nothing that I<br \/>\nfear and crave with<br \/>\nquite the same brutality<br \/>\nthan the days in between<br \/>\nmy highs<br \/>\nunable to call them lows<br \/>\nthey&#8217;re emulating car crashes<br \/>\nI&#8217;m eating survivor&#8217;s guilt<br \/>\nand whip lash<br \/>\nit&#8217;s nights that follow days<br \/>\nwithout the sun<br \/>\nsweating somehow against nothing,<br \/>\nmaybe high beams<br \/>\nI grew irrelevent to celestial objects<br \/>\nI disowned astrology<\/p>\n<p>in my highness I ask for water<br \/>\nand sympathy<br \/>\nI did not ask for this to be beautiful<br \/>\nthey hear me cough<br \/>\nand give me oxygen donations<br \/>\nthe flame grows<br \/>\nand fits me like a hand-me-down<br \/>\nso if anyone asks<br \/>\nit&#8217;s not mine<br \/>\nI just live in the corner<br \/>\nof the body that grew it<br \/>\nwaiting for the rest of me<br \/>\nto find a reason to visit.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>__ar.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>(this is part of a series I am going to do on Addiction. this one is from the perception of the Addict. also, my recitation of it)<\/p>\n<p><div class=\"wp-playlist wp-audio-playlist wp-playlist-light\">\n\t\t\t<div class=\"wp-playlist-current-item\"><\/div>\n\t\t<audio controls=\"controls\" preload=\"none\" width=\"618\"\n\t\t\t><\/audio>\n\t<div class=\"wp-playlist-next\"><\/div>\n\t<div class=\"wp-playlist-prev\"><\/div>\n\t<noscript>\n\t<ol>\n\t\t<li><a href='https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/handmedown.wma'>\"hand-me-down\"<\/a><\/li>\t<\/ol>\n\t<\/noscript>\n\t<script type=\"application\/json\" class=\"wp-playlist-script\">{\"type\":\"audio\",\"tracklist\":true,\"tracknumbers\":true,\"images\":false,\"artists\":false,\"tracks\":[{\"src\":\"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/handmedown.wma\",\"type\":\"audio\/x-ms-wma\",\"title\":\"\\\"hand-me-down\\\"\",\"caption\":\"\",\"description\":\"\",\"meta\":{\"length_formatted\":\"1:02\"},\"image\":{\"src\":\"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-includes\/images\/media\/audio.svg\",\"width\":48,\"height\":64},\"thumb\":{\"src\":\"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-includes\/images\/media\/audio.svg\",\"width\":48,\"height\":64}}]}<\/script>\n<\/div>\n\t<br \/>\n<em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp; 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