{"id":73654,"date":"2020-06-28T02:01:19","date_gmt":"2020-06-28T06:01:19","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=73654"},"modified":"2020-06-28T02:01:19","modified_gmt":"2020-06-28T06:01:19","slug":"inked","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2020\/06\/inked\/","title":{"rendered":"Inked"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Stayed and settled, desperate refining pained rapture,<br \/>\nCrushed neglect, conditioned to not seek my peace,<br \/>\nViolence against self to hem-in,<br \/>\nBack to those old school days<br \/>\nWith a Sunday letter written and master checked,<br \/>\nWhen all is but debris, return to a familiar act.<\/p>\n<p>Craft and recraft at first one then more and finally six.<br \/>\nHundreds of hours, multifaceted paradigms to contain.<br \/>\nReshaping on spinning lathe, carving off myself, give smooth outside.<br \/>\nTaking back closure from no body ever buried.<br \/>\nLest recipient as feared, a gift of pure sight, regard and cherish.<br \/>\nOnly an elevator pitch perspective &#8211; cable cut, hurtling sobriety.<\/p>\n<p>In swipe dismissal junk folder mute,<br \/>\nAn object marked with purpose deliver,<br \/>\nTo continue existing drawn on if needed future,<br \/>\nMarked with scent personal shared distant encounter,<br \/>\nCultivated as a last intent to see if love ever was.<br \/>\nIf love was it will melt and if wasn&#8217;t then closure taken.<\/p>\n<p>Received stand out shock &#8211; who else in a moment,<br \/>\nOnly time a letter crafted months ever gifted,<br \/>\nFew others return a thumb tap screen,<br \/>\nYet scorn justification condemn the offering,<br \/>\nRipped in situ whipping boy effigy,<br \/>\nYet in magic talismen destroyed to enter unconscious and manifest full.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Stayed and settled, desperate refining pained rapture, Crushed neglect, conditioned to not seek my peace, Violence against self to hem-in, Back to those old school days With a Sunday letter written and master checked, When all is but debris, return to a familiar act. Craft&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1431,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7,2114],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-73654","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem","category-official-marathon-announcement"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/73654","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\/1431"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=73654"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/73654\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":73767,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/73654\/revisions\/73767"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=73654"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=73654"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=73654"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}