{"id":71362,"date":"2020-06-27T21:14:17","date_gmt":"2020-06-28T01:14:17","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=71362"},"modified":"2020-06-27T21:14:17","modified_gmt":"2020-06-28T01:14:17","slug":"the-guide-to-making-up","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2020\/06\/the-guide-to-making-up\/","title":{"rendered":"The Guide to Making Up"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>The Guide to Making Up<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<ol>\n<li>Take the brush and paint<\/li>\n<\/ol>\n<p>a smile, lips curving<\/p>\n<p>around gritted teeth.<\/p>\n<p>Make sure the liner<\/p>\n<p>stays within your lips<\/p>\n<p>and doesn\u2019t bleed, doesn\u2019t<\/p>\n<p>show him what\u2019s real.<\/p>\n<ol start=\"2\">\n<li>Take him by the hand,<\/li>\n<\/ol>\n<p>Cock your head and smile.<\/p>\n<p>Bat your eyes and say,<\/p>\n<p>\u201cYou coming?\u201d Grin.<\/p>\n<ol start=\"3\">\n<li>Close the door behind<\/li>\n<\/ol>\n<p>you, watch him turn the wheel<\/p>\n<p>as he finds your spot.<\/p>\n<p>No streetlights, no cameras,<\/p>\n<p>a few empty cars<\/p>\n<p>around so you don\u2019t<\/p>\n<p>look too suspicious.<\/p>\n<ol start=\"4\">\n<li>Let him grab your hair<\/li>\n<\/ol>\n<p>as he breathes in deep<\/p>\n<p>and exhales your soul,<\/p>\n<p>plasters it against<\/p>\n<p>your pale clammy skin.<\/p>\n<ol start=\"5\">\n<li>Close your eyes and stop<\/li>\n<\/ol>\n<p>your heart from pumping.<\/p>\n<p>Stop it before<\/p>\n<p>It aches, grows weary<\/p>\n<p>with reality.<\/p>\n<ol start=\"6\">\n<li>Know that what you\u2019re doing<\/li>\n<\/ol>\n<p>is for the best.<\/p>\n<p>Whoever said <em>happy<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>wife, happy life<\/em> was dead<\/p>\n<p>wrong. They never knew<\/p>\n<p>what it\u2019s like to be<\/p>\n<p>that wife, putting<\/p>\n<p>make-up on to hide<\/p>\n<p>the tears that stream.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The Guide to Making Up &nbsp; Take the brush and paint a smile, lips curving around gritted teeth. Make sure the liner stays within your lips and doesn\u2019t bleed, doesn\u2019t show him what\u2019s real. Take him by the hand, Cock your head and smile. Bat&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1040,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-71362","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/71362","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\/1040"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=71362"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/71362\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":71630,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/71362\/revisions\/71630"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=71362"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=71362"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=71362"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}