{"id":64626,"date":"2020-06-27T13:10:24","date_gmt":"2020-06-27T17:10:24","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=64626"},"modified":"2020-06-27T13:10:24","modified_gmt":"2020-06-27T17:10:24","slug":"poem-5-11","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2020\/06\/poem-5-11\/","title":{"rendered":"Poem 5"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>The day I drank the bottle<br \/>\nHe was customer<br \/>\n23<\/p>\n<p>Not a record<br \/>\nNot a mention<br \/>\nOften 40 or more for me.<\/p>\n<p>He slapped me once.<br \/>\nI felt a slight sting<br \/>\nThough he struck like a spooked horse<br \/>\nStamping round the ground.<\/p>\n<p>Swollen flesh<br \/>\nHot to touch<br \/>\nMeans a dollar to me.<\/p>\n<p>20 more bruises I shall be able to pay my room fee.<\/p>\n<p>On this day I thought a thought.<br \/>\nA mistake<br \/>\nAny day.<\/p>\n<p>I thought of not the current lumps and sore bits and today &#8211; but on to tomorrow&#8217;s pain.<\/p>\n<p>When I did<\/p>\n<p>God rest my soul<\/p>\n<p>I drank the bottle whole.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The day I drank the bottle He was customer 23 Not a record Not a mention Often 40 or more for me. He slapped me once. I felt a slight sting Though he struck like a spooked horse Stamping round the ground. Swollen flesh Hot&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1392,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-64626","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/64626","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\/1392"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=64626"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/64626\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":65267,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/64626\/revisions\/65267"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=64626"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=64626"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=64626"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}