{"id":98671,"date":"2021-06-26T23:07:40","date_gmt":"2021-06-27T03:07:40","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=98671"},"modified":"2021-06-26T23:07:40","modified_gmt":"2021-06-27T03:07:40","slug":"amalgam","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2021\/06\/amalgam\/","title":{"rendered":"Amalgam"},"content":{"rendered":"<p align=\"CENTER\">Amalgam<\/p>\n<p align=\"LEFT\">Stank of fur burnt and tree rot maxed out slammed into nostrils until nausea<\/p>\n<p align=\"LEFT\">caused the burped vomit to pop out against wills and through the bracing of fingers<\/p>\n<p align=\"LEFT\">mixing with the aforementioned and growing into quite a putrid thing with<\/p>\n<p align=\"LEFT\">sentience cobbled together from the chemical waste of everything being deconstructed<\/p>\n<p align=\"LEFT\">down to the element.<\/p>\n<p align=\"LEFT\">\n<p align=\"LEFT\">It got damn hot, so hot that everything melted into one big slow pile<\/p>\n<p align=\"LEFT\">pouring itself down everything and taking with it like magma<\/p>\n<p align=\"LEFT\">becoming bigger with each inhalation it mustered through movement<\/p>\n<p align=\"LEFT\">you didn&#8217;t scream because if it got in it melted you from the inside<\/p>\n<p align=\"LEFT\">it was alive, crawling and making its own religion, then science<\/p>\n<p align=\"LEFT\">\n<p align=\"LEFT\">The abacus of filth ran amok decimating and corrupting everything<\/p>\n<p align=\"LEFT\">with what it managed to learn in the heat speeding up its evolution<\/p>\n<p align=\"LEFT\">it used to build a ship of scrap and go to the stars in sludge<\/p>\n<p align=\"LEFT\">it orbited the sun and absorbed the heat until near destruction<\/p>\n<p align=\"LEFT\">in a week it declared itself &#8216;supreme being&#8217;.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Amalgam Stank of fur burnt and tree rot maxed out slammed into nostrils until nausea caused the burped vomit to pop out against wills and through the bracing of fingers mixing with the aforementioned and growing into quite a putrid thing with sentience cobbled together&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3743,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[13],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-98671","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-miscellaneous"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/98671","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\/3743"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=98671"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/98671\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":98792,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/98671\/revisions\/98792"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=98671"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=98671"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=98671"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}