{"id":429,"date":"2015-07-16T07:24:07","date_gmt":"2015-07-16T11:24:07","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/poeticexorcisms.wordpress.com\/?p=429"},"modified":"2015-07-16T07:24:07","modified_gmt":"2015-07-16T11:24:07","slug":"were-all-just-a-bunch-of-savages","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/poeticexorcisms.com\/index.php\/2015\/07\/16\/were-all-just-a-bunch-of-savages\/","title":{"rendered":"we&#8217;re all just a bunch of savages"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><!--more--><\/p>\n<p>it was a jungle of sorts<br \/>\nthe throbbing frenzy of drums<br \/>\nfloated in the background<br \/>\ni was armed with nothing<br \/>\nbut a beat up notebook and a dying laptop<br \/>\ni found myself in an old cadillac, black<br \/>\nwith a trunk full of drugs,guns<br \/>\nmaps and rum<br \/>\ntwo days worth of food<br \/>\nno coffee, and too few smokes (let&#8217;s go)<br \/>\nlooking in the rearview mirror<br \/>\ni saw papers strewn across the backseat<br \/>\nfilled with riddles, ravings,<br \/>\nsecrets of some mad prophet<br \/>\nsearching for the american dream<br \/>\nthat poor bastard probably never saw it coming<br \/>\nmaybe some mysteries are best left unsolved<br \/>\nit was a long slow drive<br \/>\ndown a white road<br \/>\none side of the night glowing<br \/>\nthe other,dark<br \/>\nduality, an imperfect balance<br \/>\nterror and ecstasy all rolled into one<br \/>\na tightly knit chaos<br \/>\nasleep in leather seats<br \/>\ni dreamt of pirates and ninjas<br \/>\nstolen cars, and blinking lights<br \/>\njedi&#8217;s without mind tricks<br \/>\nand cops in drag<br \/>\ntheir once shiny badges now dull and ridiculous<br \/>\nsmooth criminals with hand grenades and lollipops<br \/>\nand red headed girls with tattoos and chains<br \/>\nhind legs reared and ready to go<br \/>\nthis city,so deadly and full of lights<br \/>\nsounds and smells overwhelm<br \/>\npurposeful in their temptations<br \/>\ni can&#8217;t decide anymore<br \/>\nif this is a dream<br \/>\nor another life (we all lead two you know)<br \/>\nbut one thing is obvious<br \/>\nthe inmates truly are running the asylum<br \/>\nand now there&#8217;s a mouse<br \/>\nin a blue house<br \/>\nand the cat&#8217;s in the corner<br \/>\nwaiting<br \/>\nfor the right moment<\/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-429","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poems"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/poeticexorcisms.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/429","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=429"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/poeticexorcisms.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/429\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/poeticexorcisms.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=429"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/poeticexorcisms.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=429"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/poeticexorcisms.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=429"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}