{"id":93244,"date":"2021-06-26T15:53:20","date_gmt":"2021-06-26T19:53:20","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=93244"},"modified":"2021-06-26T19:18:21","modified_gmt":"2021-06-26T23:18:21","slug":"the-night-is-for-sleeping-16","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2021\/06\/the-night-is-for-sleeping-16\/","title":{"rendered":"The Night Is for Sleeping"},"content":{"rendered":"

The night is for sleeping.<\/p>\n

All the world is at peace<\/p>\n

but I channel surf till my fingers burn<\/p>\n

and my head swims with images<\/p>\n

that are not my own.<\/p>\n

I close my heavy lids,<\/p>\n

but my mind speaks nonstop –<\/p>\n

buzzing like an angry saw – back and forth –<\/p>\n

filtering my time to dream and rejuvenate<\/p>\n

with dread and exhaustion.<\/p>\n

I walk to the window and listen to the darkness.<\/p>\n

Everything is silent and safe out there.<\/p>\n

But in here, I succumb to noisy ghost thoughts<\/p>\n

that cause me to curl into a ball and pray<\/p>\n

for sleep to come.\u00a0 My leg twitches and I think:
\n“I’m falling asleep,” but then my eyes widen<\/p>\n

like tulip bulbs bursting forth.<\/p>\n

But somehow, just when I have given up all hope,<\/p>\n

I stop hearing or seeing or thinking.\"\"<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

The night is for sleeping. All the world is at peace but I channel surf till my fingers burn and my head swims with images that are not my own. I close my heavy lids, but my mind speaks nonstop – buzzing like an angry…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1608,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-93244","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-half-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/93244","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\/1608"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=93244"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/93244\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":93384,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/93244\/revisions\/93384"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=93244"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=93244"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=93244"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}