{"id":91478,"date":"2021-06-26T13:47:55","date_gmt":"2021-06-26T17:47:55","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=91478"},"modified":"2021-06-26T15:19:58","modified_gmt":"2021-06-26T19:19:58","slug":"hour-five-arbitrary-image-prompt","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2021\/06\/hour-five-arbitrary-image-prompt\/","title":{"rendered":"Hour 5 &#8211; Arbitrary (Image prompt)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I never feel well when I should<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m drowning above the ocean<\/p>\n<p>And deaf in the silence of my home<\/p>\n<p>The only time I feel ok<\/p>\n<p>Is as arbitrary as my pain<\/p>\n<p>An umbrella in the bath tub,<\/p>\n<p>With my luck it might rain<\/p>\n<p>Headphones without sound<\/p>\n<p>To drown the screaming out<\/p>\n<p>And too many empty decorative things<\/p>\n<p>To distract the dust mites.<\/p>\n<p>You may think it&#8217;s strange but this is how I sleep at night.<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-91366\" src=\"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/olena-sergienko-VUctfL2pN0Y-unsplash-scaled-1-200x300.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"200\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/olena-sergienko-VUctfL2pN0Y-unsplash-scaled-1-200x300.jpg 200w, https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/olena-sergienko-VUctfL2pN0Y-unsplash-scaled-1-683x1024.jpg 683w, https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/olena-sergienko-VUctfL2pN0Y-unsplash-scaled-1-768x1152.jpg 768w, https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/olena-sergienko-VUctfL2pN0Y-unsplash-scaled-1-1024x1536.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/olena-sergienko-VUctfL2pN0Y-unsplash-scaled-1-1366x2048.jpg 1366w, https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/olena-sergienko-VUctfL2pN0Y-unsplash-scaled-1.jpg 1707w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 200px) 100vw, 200px\" \/><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I never feel well when I should I&#8217;m drowning above the ocean And deaf in the silence of my home The only time I feel ok Is as arbitrary as my pain An umbrella in the bath tub, With my luck it might rain Headphones&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":873,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7,441],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-91478","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem","category-poetry-prompt-responses"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/91478","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\/873"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=91478"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/91478\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":92944,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/91478\/revisions\/92944"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=91478"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=91478"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=91478"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}