{"id":365,"date":"2015-01-30T13:32:47","date_gmt":"2015-01-30T18:32:47","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/poeticexorcisms.wordpress.com\/?p=365"},"modified":"2015-01-30T13:32:47","modified_gmt":"2015-01-30T18:32:47","slug":"its-all-over-now","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/poeticexorcisms.com\/index.php\/2015\/01\/30\/its-all-over-now\/","title":{"rendered":"it&#8217;s all over now"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><!--more--><\/p>\n<p>it&#8217;s been three days and<br \/>\nI still haven&#8217;t figured out<br \/>\nhow to beat this<\/p>\n<p>i&#8217;m dying in this cold<br \/>\ncoughing up razor blades<br \/>\nand sleeping too long<\/p>\n<p>I can&#8217;t write today<br \/>\nand the world is slipping by<br \/>\non a broken back<\/p>\n<p>just give me three lines,<br \/>\nsome vainglorious inspiration<br \/>\nto keep me going<\/p>\n<p>tired<br \/>\nsolitary<br \/>\nwhite<\/p>\n<p>how many nights must I endure<br \/>\nsleep on stale pillows<br \/>\ntill the dawn claims me<\/p>\n<p>morning comes early and unwanted<br \/>\ndisturbed and hungry<br \/>\nwaking up just isn&#8217;t the same anymore<\/p>\n<p>a broken arm is so silent<br \/>\nin the early hours<br \/>\nit&#8217;s days like this that<br \/>\nmake me want to quit<\/p>\n<p>Roger Waters is on the radio<br \/>\nsinging about sunrises and suicides<br \/>\nand I&#8217;m sitting here late<br \/>\nsipping watered down coffee<br \/>\nit&#8217;s 1984 all over again<\/p>\n<p>waiting for the storm on<br \/>\ndeflated tires that<br \/>\ncan only carry you so far<\/p>\n<p>at noon there are<br \/>\nhalf hidden malls<br \/>\nand empty coffee shops<\/p>\n<p>with old women sitting around<br \/>\nwatching false news and<br \/>\noffering opinions that don&#8217;t matter<\/p>\n<p>everyone was watching, then<br \/>\nthe tall man bought me a beer<br \/>\nand told me to let it all go<\/p>\n<p>smiling I said &#8220;I crave the loud, abrasive<br \/>\nsonic assault on my senses, to stir my blood<br \/>\nbefore the quiet comes&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Laughing he said &#8220;we fight all those things<br \/>\nthat we know are<br \/>\nright<br \/>\nlost to the illusion of<br \/>\nindependence<br \/>\nfaded signs,crooked lines<br \/>\nand dead trees&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>a barrage of uncensored information<br \/>\nignites creativity<br \/>\nor so they say, and<br \/>\n\\in the digital age words are<br \/>\nfalse popularity feeding<br \/>\nthe great deceiver<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/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-365","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poems"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/poeticexorcisms.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/365","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=365"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/poeticexorcisms.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/365\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/poeticexorcisms.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=365"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/poeticexorcisms.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=365"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/poeticexorcisms.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=365"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}