{"id":88580,"date":"2021-06-26T10:35:32","date_gmt":"2021-06-26T14:35:32","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=88580"},"modified":"2021-06-26T10:36:43","modified_gmt":"2021-06-26T14:36:43","slug":"hour-2-2021-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2021\/06\/hour-2-2021-2\/","title":{"rendered":"Hour 2 (2021)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Coffee and Change<\/p>\n<p>It was a long drive<br \/>\nand I was tired.<br \/>\nNot just physically,<br \/>\nbut emotionally too.<br \/>\nMy eyes began to droop<br \/>\nwith the setting sun.<br \/>\nBut like Robert Frost,<br \/>\nI&#8217;ve got miles to go<br \/>\nbefore I sleep.<br \/>\nSo I pulled into a diner,<br \/>\nsome shitty side of the road place<br \/>\nwhere the sign out front<br \/>\nand the waitress serving tables<br \/>\nwere both burned out,<br \/>\nand I was right there with them.<br \/>\nI put two quarters on the counter<br \/>\nand asked for a large black coffee to go.<br \/>\nI hate black coffee.<br \/>\nI hate having to go go go go.<br \/>\nBut, maybe the combination<br \/>\nof caffeine and bitterness<br \/>\nwill help keep me awake.<br \/>\nThe waitress winked at me<br \/>\nas she handed me my order.<br \/>\nWith a grin,<br \/>\nI headed back on the road.<br \/>\nJust me<br \/>\nthe smell of coffee and spare change<br \/>\nwith a phone number scribbled<br \/>\non my receipt.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Coffee and Change It was a long drive and I was tired. Not just physically, but emotionally too. My eyes began to droop with the setting sun. But like Robert Frost, I&#8217;ve got miles to go before I sleep. So I pulled into a diner,&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1382,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[2164,3497],"class_list":["post-88580","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem","tag-hour2","tag-novamariepoetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/88580","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\/1382"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=88580"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/88580\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":88907,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/88580\/revisions\/88907"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=88580"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=88580"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=88580"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}