{"id":3697,"date":"2014-08-24T01:02:50","date_gmt":"2014-08-24T05:02:50","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=3697"},"modified":"2014-08-24T01:02:50","modified_gmt":"2014-08-24T05:02:50","slug":"the-raging-and-consuming-war-of-the-poetics-13","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2014\/08\/the-raging-and-consuming-war-of-the-poetics-13\/","title":{"rendered":"The Raging and Consuming War of The Poetics"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Part XVII<\/p>\n<p>In another dream,<br \/>\nblood soaked rags are holding<br \/>\nmy brain inside my head<br \/>\nand my own gravy is running down my elbows,<br \/>\npouring onto a dusty ground<br \/>\nthat bounces up when the moisture hits;<\/p>\n<p>No doctor can suture the damage done by<br \/>\nlife and it\u2019s brutality;<br \/>\nfor a few moments,<br \/>\nthe music that used to beat me up,<br \/>\nreturns \u2013 and I am so weak and again\u2026<br \/>\nalone.<\/p>\n<p>&#8211; Michellia D. Wilson 8\/24\/14 Midnight<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Part XVII In another dream, blood soaked rags are holding my brain inside my head and my own gravy is running down my elbows, pouring onto a dusty ground that bounces up when the moisture hits; No doctor can suture the damage done by life&#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-3697","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3697","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=3697"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3697\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3700,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3697\/revisions\/3700"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3697"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3697"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3697"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}