{"id":63377,"date":"2020-06-27T11:24:04","date_gmt":"2020-06-27T15:24:04","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=63377"},"modified":"2020-06-27T11:24:04","modified_gmt":"2020-06-27T15:24:04","slug":"mustang-prompt-1","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2020\/06\/mustang-prompt-1\/","title":{"rendered":"Mustang (Prompt 1)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Not in sand hills or winding mountains<br \/>\nSharp turns like a voice that&#8217;s more like a knife<br \/>\nWinding I lose traction on the ice and I fear<br \/>\nDamage<\/p>\n<p>Tried to grow a new version of you<br \/>\nForgot where I planted &#8211; forgot to water<br \/>\nMaybe that&#8217;s why they show up<br \/>\nLacking<\/p>\n<p>Always brunette it&#8217;s noticeable<br \/>\nAversion to reflections<br \/>\nFind them less magnetic if they look<br \/>\nLike me<\/p>\n<p>Half-loved and quarter-trusted<br \/>\nPlease don&#8217;t blossom without me<br \/>\nDon&#8217;t wither &#8211; I wonder if Freud<br \/>\nHad a garden<\/p>\n<p>My fair skinned flowers how they wrap<br \/>\nEntangle without strangling<br \/>\nShe teaches me to breathe<br \/>\nI should love her more<\/p>\n<p>Still searching but this drive makes me sick<br \/>\nAlways kneeled behind a tree<br \/>\nWeakness showing empty stomach<br \/>\nYou&#8217;re not there<\/p>\n<p>My nostalgia tastes like vanilla coke<br \/>\nStraight to voicemail inbox full<br \/>\nI want to be full like that<br \/>\nBloated narcissism<\/p>\n<p>Set up to fail these frail nymphs<br \/>\nTest them and reject them<br \/>\nThe story needs to keep<br \/>\nRepeating<\/p>\n<p>I want to be proven wrong<br \/>\nCycle repeating like the CD stuck<br \/>\nRoads still icy and you<br \/>\nStill damaged<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Not in sand hills or winding mountains Sharp turns like a voice that&#8217;s more like a knife Winding I lose traction on the ice and I fear Damage Tried to grow a new version of you Forgot where I planted &#8211; forgot to water Maybe&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":981,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-63377","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/63377","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\/981"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=63377"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/63377\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":63758,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/63377\/revisions\/63758"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=63377"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=63377"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=63377"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}