{"id":327,"date":"2014-12-14T09:25:26","date_gmt":"2014-12-14T14:25:26","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/poeticexorcisms.wordpress.com\/?p=327"},"modified":"2014-12-14T09:25:26","modified_gmt":"2014-12-14T14:25:26","slug":"when-you-know","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/poeticexorcisms.com\/index.php\/2014\/12\/14\/when-you-know\/","title":{"rendered":"when you know"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><!--more--><\/p>\n<p>it&#8217;s torture i tell ya<br \/>\nbeing among all those people<br \/>\nquiet and deftly hidden I wait<br \/>\ni haven&#8217;t been broken yet, just worn down<br \/>\ni\u2019ve caught a glimpses of those who are<br \/>\nunsaid and un-shown<br \/>\nyou can see it in their eyes<br \/>\ntired<br \/>\ni\u2019ve had that look from time to time<br \/>\ngazing in the mirror late at night<br \/>\nloneliness will kill you slow<br \/>\nif you let it<br \/>\nbut<br \/>\nboredom is worse<br \/>\nthat&#8217;s the one<br \/>\nthat will turn you old before your time<br \/>\nhardened<br \/>\ni no longer wish to play the villain<br \/>\ntv death, in the abyss of self abuse<br \/>\nit seems all this media is killing us<br \/>\ndistractions dividing mind and soul<br \/>\nbut for now just stop,<br \/>\nforget the nearly empty bottle<br \/>\nsitting on the counter<br \/>\nand walk well through the fire<br \/>\nstrike at the heart of complacency<br \/>\nand forge with words and deeds<br \/>\nbonds strong and new<br \/>\nlook past the dawn<br \/>\nthere&#8217;s blue sky behind<br \/>\nthose grey clouds<br \/>\nit&#8217;s hard to find color<br \/>\nin a bleached out world<br \/>\nbut it&#8217;s there if you wish to see<br \/>\ni look for smiles on the faces of strangers<br \/>\nabsent glances from a golden cat<br \/>\nand pure white snow, soft in the morning<br \/>\nsometimes it&#8217;s hard to write in such a small room<br \/>\nwith just the hum of my Mac<br \/>\nand the deadlines of life closing in<br \/>\nevery morning, bedeviled, I try<br \/>\nnot to burn my tongue with bitter coffee<br \/>\nbut just write a few words, and<br \/>\nperhaps summon the strength of ancestors<br \/>\ntheir tales of struggle and victory<br \/>\nwere always there, abandoned,<br \/>\nand waiting to be claimed<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[4],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-327","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poems"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/poeticexorcisms.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/327","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/poeticexorcisms.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/poeticexorcisms.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/poeticexorcisms.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/poeticexorcisms.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=327"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/poeticexorcisms.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/327\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/poeticexorcisms.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=327"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/poeticexorcisms.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=327"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/poeticexorcisms.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=327"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}