{"id":424,"date":"2022-06-20T13:32:54","date_gmt":"2022-06-20T13:32:54","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/?p=424"},"modified":"2022-06-20T13:32:55","modified_gmt":"2022-06-20T13:32:55","slug":"this-thing-two-and-a-half-years-on","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/this-thing-two-and-a-half-years-on\/","title":{"rendered":"This Thing, Two and a Half Years On"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I\u2019m looking forward to a time<br>when every time<br>I go outside<br>I\u2019m not inclined<br>to risk assess<br>my every move<br>and ponder through<br>the circumstance<br>and chances that<br>the plans I\u2019ve made<br>have just betrayed<br>the safety we<br>so carefully<br>have practiced since<br>the day this all<br>began<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I\u2019m tired and<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I know I\u2019m not<br>the only one<br>who can\u2019t have fun<br>without the shrill<br>and constant trill<br>of stark what-ifs<br>a constant drip<br>of if we\u2019re sick<br>how will we fair<br>and will it wear<br>our bodies down<br>and will we drown<br>within ourselves<br>and go through hell<br>or fight it well<br>and find ourselves<br>relieved?<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">But I can\u2019t breathe<br>and I can\u2019t see<br>how this will end<br>or even when<br>I\u2019ll go outside<br>without a care<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I hope like hell<br>we\u2019re getting there<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\"><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\"><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\"><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\"><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\"><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\"><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\"><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\"><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I\u2019m looking forward to a timewhen every timeI go outsideI\u2019m not inclinedto risk assessmy every moveand ponder throughthe circumstanceand chances thatthe plans I\u2019ve madehave just betrayedthe safety weso carefullyhave practiced sincethe day this allbegan I\u2019m tired and I know I\u2019m notthe only onewho can\u2019t have funwithout the shrilland constant trillof stark what-ifsa constant dripof if [&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-424","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\/424","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=424"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/424\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":427,"href":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/424\/revisions\/427"}],"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=424"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=424"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=424"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}