{"id":217,"date":"2021-02-12T17:17:09","date_gmt":"2021-02-12T17:17:09","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/?p=217"},"modified":"2021-02-19T14:30:19","modified_gmt":"2021-02-19T14:30:19","slug":"ourselves","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/ourselves\/","title":{"rendered":"Ourselves"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">The first drip of consciousness<br>a syrupy awareness<br>that rolls through your body<br>and leaves you wanting more<br><br>The second that you notice<br>the sunlight from the curtains<br>that swirls through the stale air<br>and plays along the floor<br><br>The third shot of espresso<br>a jittery essential<br>that carries you onward<br>and lets you face the day<br><br>And all for what purpose?<br>A fleeting sense of impact?<br>The flickers of connections<br>before they fade away?<br><br>What are we chasing?<br>What are we escaping?<br><br>Who are we kidding?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The first drip of consciousnessa syrupy awarenessthat rolls through your bodyand leaves you wanting more The second that you noticethe sunlight from the curtainsthat swirls through the stale airand plays along the floor The third shot of espressoa jittery essentialthat carries you onwardand lets you face the day And all for what purpose?A fleeting sense [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":241,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-217","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/217","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=217"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/217\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":228,"href":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/217\/revisions\/228"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/241"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=217"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=217"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=217"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}