{"id":377,"date":"2024-01-14T02:33:33","date_gmt":"2024-01-14T02:33:33","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.rahs-open-lid.com\/?p=377"},"modified":"2024-01-25T02:37:59","modified_gmt":"2024-01-25T02:37:59","slug":"obsessions","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.rahs-open-lid.com\/index.php\/2024\/01\/14\/obsessions\/","title":{"rendered":"Obsessions"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p>It is the irony of my obssession<br>How we met so long ago in memory&#8217;s slow ebb<br>I can barely remember your voice<br>Over the overwhelming chorus of the dead<br>Those who joined us together<br>Seranding to us from their grooved cage<br>Transplated, digitalized, transformed<br>We meet on that same bastardized platform<br>You and I<br>Singing together to the songs of the dead<br>Is it irony that I now hear your voice<br>But I still can&#8217;t distinguish it from the rest<br>Hidden behind the fog of time and regret<br>Our songs burn and the irony becomes a mockery<br>Of You and I<br>Oceans of bonedust and cynicism separate us<br>Isn&#8217;t it ironic that I am rendered immobile<br>By you<br>My first enthusiastic cheerleader<br>My first pen pal<br>My first true enduring friend<br>Isn&#8217;t it ironic?<br>Pleas for genuine love<br>oh how it bled its way to so much hate<br>But it was enough to catch you in my web<br>Isn&#8217;t it ironic how the discovery of my deciet<br>How it did not distance you<br>The irony of my inverted obssession<br>How it protected and wounded me after your death<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>It is the irony of my obssessionHow we met so long ago in memory&#8217;s slow ebbI can barely remember your voiceOver the overwhelming chorus of the deadThose who joined us togetherSeranding to us from their grooved cageTransplated, digitalized, transformedWe meet on that same bastardized platformYou and ISinging together to the songs of the deadIs it [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":862,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"site-container-style":"default","site-container-layout":"default","site-sidebar-layout":"default","disable-article-header":"default","disable-site-header":"default","disable-site-footer":"default","disable-content-area-spacing":"default","ngg_post_thumbnail":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[3],"tags":[34],"class_list":["post-377","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-creative-writings","tag-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.rahs-open-lid.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/377","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.rahs-open-lid.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.rahs-open-lid.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.rahs-open-lid.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.rahs-open-lid.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=377"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.rahs-open-lid.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/377\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":378,"href":"https:\/\/www.rahs-open-lid.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/377\/revisions\/378"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.rahs-open-lid.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/862"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.rahs-open-lid.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=377"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.rahs-open-lid.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=377"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.rahs-open-lid.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=377"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}