{"id":54180,"date":"2019-06-22T21:57:42","date_gmt":"2019-06-23T01:57:42","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=54180"},"modified":"2019-06-22T21:57:42","modified_gmt":"2019-06-23T01:57:42","slug":"road","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2019\/06\/road\/","title":{"rendered":"Road"},"content":{"rendered":"

<\/p>\n

200 miles passed, and 200 to go.
\nJust enough gas to hit the next nowhere town
\nAnd drink, drink up to your fill.
\nIt’s a bright day, and when you stop
\nThe wind is a brisk friend whipping excitedly around your legs,
\nWaking you up, wondering if you remember it.<\/p>\n

Sure. You remember long days of walking,
\nMerciless weather drumming the knowledge
\nThat all you are is meat, and all you will ever be;
\nOr your bones do, your genes,
\nPassed down Lamarckian from ages past.
\nYou let your friend go,
\nKnowing it could once again be foe.<\/p>\n

Each waystation passes like clouds in the night,
\nMile after mile after endless mile.
\nYour car eats them up with the crankiest purr,
\nHungering, hungering ever for more.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

200 miles passed, and 200 to go. Just enough gas to hit the next nowhere town And drink, drink up to your fill. It’s a bright day, and when you stop The wind is a brisk friend whipping excitedly around your legs, Waking you up,…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1227,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-54180","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-half-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/54180","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\/1227"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=54180"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/54180\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":54209,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/54180\/revisions\/54209"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=54180"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=54180"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=54180"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}