{"id":96541,"date":"2021-06-26T20:33:43","date_gmt":"2021-06-27T00:33:43","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=96541"},"modified":"2021-07-08T01:07:10","modified_gmt":"2021-07-08T05:07:10","slug":"cubicles-hour-10","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2021\/06\/cubicles-hour-10\/","title":{"rendered":"Cubicles &#8211; hour 10"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Those cubicles down on highway six<\/p>\n<p>how do those people fit?<\/p>\n<p>The doors are oblong<\/p>\n<p>surrounded by<\/p>\n<p>four-foot cubes of concrete split.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Picasso, I thought<\/p>\n<p>had inspired this lot.<\/p>\n<p>No door on one &#8211;<\/p>\n<p>how shall they come home?<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Inside, imagine there,<\/p>\n<p>cubes every which where.<\/p>\n<p>Even what\u2019s circular,<\/p>\n<p>is the form of a square &#8211;<\/p>\n<p>even the glasses<\/p>\n<p>and crooked rocking chairs.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Just a wee bit of light<\/p>\n<p>from small rhombi, not bright.<\/p>\n<p>The chandeliers &#8211; they\u2019re diamonds<\/p>\n<p>no ovals in sight.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Even the outlets<\/p>\n<p>look like robots not faces,<\/p>\n<p>and shoes with no laces<\/p>\n<p>with Velcro and heels<\/p>\n<p>all 90-degree angles.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Living here,<\/p>\n<p>you\u2019d surely fear<\/p>\n<p>children born with<\/p>\n<p>Pikachu ears.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>All words in CAPS locked<\/p>\n<p>in each book and magazine<\/p>\n<p>stacked,\u00a0blocked<\/p>\n<p>and every word is shouted<\/p>\n<p>even the whispering.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Never could live there<\/p>\n<p>or I\u2019d find myself mumbling, scared<\/p>\n<p>inside cell with square pads<\/p>\n<p>in a straight jacket plaid.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&#8211; Sandra Johnson, 6\/26\/21<\/p>\n<p>(from photo prompt &#8211; \u00a0hour 7)<\/p>\n<blockquote><p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-96653\" src=\"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/CA0B25F8-4AE8-41A4-88D8-4648A917B558-300x200.jpeg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"200\" srcset=\"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/CA0B25F8-4AE8-41A4-88D8-4648A917B558-300x200.jpeg 300w, https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/CA0B25F8-4AE8-41A4-88D8-4648A917B558-480x320.jpeg 480w, https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/CA0B25F8-4AE8-41A4-88D8-4648A917B558.jpeg 768w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/p><\/blockquote>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Those cubicles down on highway six how do those people fit? The doors are oblong surrounded by four-foot cubes of concrete split. &nbsp; Picasso, I thought had inspired this lot. No door on one &#8211; how shall they come home? &nbsp; Inside, imagine there, cubes&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1299,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7,1136],"tags":[4560,4562,4561],"class_list":["post-96541","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem","category-official-marathon-prompts","tag-cubicles","tag-rectangular","tag-square"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/96541","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\/1299"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=96541"}],"version-history":[{"count":9,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/96541\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":104237,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/96541\/revisions\/104237"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=96541"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=96541"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=96541"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}