{"id":36819,"date":"2017-08-05T17:53:03","date_gmt":"2017-08-05T21:53:03","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=36819"},"modified":"2017-08-05T18:04:21","modified_gmt":"2017-08-05T22:04:21","slug":"tainted-freedom-in-confession","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2017\/08\/tainted-freedom-in-confession\/","title":{"rendered":"Tainted Freedom in Confession"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>i don&#8217;t know how i got here<\/p>\n<p>don&#8217;t know how i&#8217;ll get back home<\/p>\n<p>this weight is just too heavy<\/p>\n<p>i&#8217;ll soon be broken and alone<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>her funeral, not the place for this confession<\/p>\n<p>but, if not here, then where, or when<\/p>\n<p>i have to relieve myself of this furtive knowledge<\/p>\n<p>before I become a monster, not her friend<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>god, kali, buddha, can any higher power hear me<\/p>\n<p>please help me rid myself of this toxin<\/p>\n<p>deep, dark secret that I cannot carry<\/p>\n<p>tight-lipped, don&#8217;t think I&#8217;ll make it till the end<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>when she died, i swore complete allegiance<\/p>\n<p>but now reality has set so far in<\/p>\n<p>i&#8217;m sorry, eliza, i just can&#8217;t do it<\/p>\n<p>i confess that she and i were more than friends<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-37056\" src=\"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/IMG_0607-300x289.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"289\" srcset=\"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/IMG_0607-300x289.jpg 300w, https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/IMG_0607-768x739.jpg 768w, https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/IMG_0607-1024x986.jpg 1024w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/p>\n<p>* Another Storymatic inspired poem.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>i don&#8217;t know how i got here don&#8217;t know how i&#8217;ll get back home this weight is just too heavy i&#8217;ll soon be broken and alone &nbsp; her funeral, not the place for this confession but, if not here, then where, or when i have&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":948,"featured_media":37056,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[2416,1251,2415,31,2418,2417],"class_list":["post-36819","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-marathon-poem","tag-confession","tag-freedom","tag-lgbtq","tag-love","tag-storymatic","tag-tainted"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/36819","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\/948"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=36819"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/36819\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":37064,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/36819\/revisions\/37064"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/37056"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=36819"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=36819"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=36819"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}