{"id":50636,"date":"2019-06-22T15:44:42","date_gmt":"2019-06-22T19:44:42","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=50636"},"modified":"2019-06-22T20:54:50","modified_gmt":"2019-06-23T00:54:50","slug":"2019-7-what-i-cant-say-out-loud","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2019\/06\/2019-7-what-i-cant-say-out-loud\/","title":{"rendered":"2019 #7-What I can\u2019t say out loud"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong>We were stuck, all of us<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>In a repeating loop of the unsaid<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>And I can\u2019t wrap my mind around it<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>Now, even after you\u2019re gone<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>We should be free-<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>But tapes run their course then start all over again<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>If no one thinks to press stop<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>I don\u2019t blame you-<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>Even if you are to blame<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>For at least the most recent long-term symptom<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>We were all cowards; we all fell in line<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>With your insanity-because that\u2019s what it was<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>Can you make a joke out of that?<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>Is it funnier if your new audience really is dead?<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>Truth was never our strong suit<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>Not in this family, so you married well<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>And we all played along with the collective silence<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>About whatever ailed you<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>Is it a mystery?<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>Or do we really not want to know?<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>We laughed at your jokes<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>Hugged you when your body felt breakable,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>Saw your hands when they shook,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>But weren\u2019t allowed to ask about it<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>Nor say a damn word.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>You took your life and all it did was deepen the hole<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>We were already in.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>(not prompted by the song)<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>We were stuck, all of us In a repeating loop of the unsaid And I can\u2019t wrap my mind around it Now, even after you\u2019re gone We should be free- But tapes run their course then start all over again If no one thinks to&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":959,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-50636","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-half-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/50636","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\/959"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=50636"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/50636\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":50651,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/50636\/revisions\/50651"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=50636"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=50636"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=50636"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}