{"id":9914,"date":"2015-06-13T17:02:10","date_gmt":"2015-06-13T21:02:10","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=9914"},"modified":"2015-06-13T17:02:10","modified_gmt":"2015-06-13T21:02:10","slug":"poem-9-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2015\/06\/poem-9-2\/","title":{"rendered":"Poem #9"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Food comas are great on Thanksgiving day<br \/>\nwhen you are stuffed full of deliciousness.<br \/>\nBut when the goal of the day, is to stay<br \/>\nawake, your plans may turn into a mess.<br \/>\nAs your eyelids begin to droop, you jerk<br \/>\nyourself back into consciousness again.<br \/>\nAnd you throw yourself back into your work,<br \/>\ntrying to keep your words from being plain.<br \/>\nAs now I write, this is my dilemma.<br \/>\nDo I stuff myself with sugary treats,<br \/>\nor buy hot chocolate with extra crema&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Food comas are great on Thanksgiving day when you are stuffed full of deliciousness. But when the goal of the day, is to stay awake, your plans may turn into a mess. As your eyelids begin to droop, you jerk yourself back into consciousness again&#8230;.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":664,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-9914","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9914","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\/664"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=9914"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9914\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":9987,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9914\/revisions\/9987"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=9914"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=9914"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=9914"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}