{"id":3769,"date":"2014-08-24T00:44:22","date_gmt":"2014-08-24T04:44:22","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=3769"},"modified":"2014-08-24T00:47:55","modified_gmt":"2014-08-24T04:47:55","slug":"drumsick","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2014\/08\/drumsick\/","title":{"rendered":"drumsick"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I do not know her anymore<\/p>\n<p>I once played cymbals in her honor<\/p>\n<p>I learned percussion to<br \/>\ncompensate<br \/>\nfor the beats she made me skip<\/p>\n<p>after eight months<br \/>\nI loved her body<br \/>\nalthough she was<br \/>\ndeficient in attendance<br \/>\nI thought if I held it<br \/>\nlike I did in my memory<br \/>\nher reality would grow<br \/>\nout from my palms<br \/>\nthat my palms were seeds<br \/>\nand her hair would<br \/>\nbe branches<br \/>\nbut I am not strong enough<br \/>\nto father roots<br \/>\nor nuture a love<br \/>\nthat was between me and<br \/>\na person who<br \/>\ngrew into a habit<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>__ar.<\/p>\n<p><em>(Addictions poem from the perspective of the lover of the addict)<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I do not know her anymore I once played cymbals in her honor I learned percussion to compensate for the beats she made me skip after eight months I loved her body although she was deficient in attendance I thought if I held it like&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":73,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-3769","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3769","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\/73"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=3769"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3769\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3781,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3769\/revisions\/3781"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3769"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3769"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3769"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}