{"id":2740,"date":"2014-08-23T18:00:59","date_gmt":"2014-08-23T22:00:59","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=2740"},"modified":"2014-08-23T18:00:59","modified_gmt":"2014-08-23T22:00:59","slug":"the-raging-and-consuming-war-of-the-poetics-8","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2014\/08\/the-raging-and-consuming-war-of-the-poetics-8\/","title":{"rendered":"The Raging and Consuming War of The Poetics"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Part X<\/p>\n<p>I cannot breathe.<br \/>\nMy lungs are full.<br \/>\nThe fluid rising \u2013<br \/>\nI am drowning and I can feel moist pedals<br \/>\nclinging to my pale skin.<br \/>\nThe fluid rises above my ears \u2013<br \/>\nagain,<br \/>\nI cannot hear,<br \/>\ngurgling, gurgling\u2026<br \/>\nand my mind leaves me,<br \/>\n<em>did I ever have a mind?\u00a0<\/em><br \/>\nthe poppy field is so beautiful,<br \/>\nI think I will nap\u2026<\/p>\n<p>&#8211; Michellia D. Wilson 8\/23\/14 5:00 PM<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Part X I cannot breathe. My lungs are full. The fluid rising \u2013 I am drowning and I can feel moist pedals clinging to my pale skin. The fluid rises above my ears \u2013 again, I cannot hear, gurgling, gurgling\u2026 and my mind leaves me,&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":21,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-2740","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2740","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\/21"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2740"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2740\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2778,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2740\/revisions\/2778"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2740"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2740"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2740"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}