{"id":73871,"date":"2020-06-28T02:13:28","date_gmt":"2020-06-28T06:13:28","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=73871"},"modified":"2020-06-28T02:16:38","modified_gmt":"2020-06-28T06:16:38","slug":"hour-17-prompt-17-mellon-collie","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2020\/06\/hour-17-prompt-17-mellon-collie\/","title":{"rendered":"Hour 17, Prompt 17 &#8211; Mellon Collie"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">You spun me from dawn to dusk<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">the soundtrack to my unrelenting,<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">tragically nasal angst\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">nursing me with thunderous drums\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">to soothe my infinite sadness<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Loud through flimsy headphones<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">tethered to a yellow and black<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">CD player stuffed into the pocket<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">of my gaudily embroidered\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">and oversized black JNCOs<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Hoping the high and soaring riff\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">of a crunchy guitar would glance the ear<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">of someone nearby who had been cradled\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">in the arms of sleep and wept\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">to the same melodies by starlight<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>You spun me from dawn to dusk the soundtrack to my unrelenting, tragically nasal angst\u00a0 nursing me with thunderous drums\u00a0 to soothe my infinite sadness &nbsp; Loud through flimsy headphones tethered to a yellow and black CD player stuffed into the pocket of my gaudily&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1292,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-73871","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/73871","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\/1292"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=73871"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/73871\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":73905,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/73871\/revisions\/73905"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=73871"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=73871"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=73871"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}