{"id":97,"date":"2002-05-14T14:38:00","date_gmt":"2002-05-14T19:38:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.illinoir.com\/wp\/?p=97"},"modified":"2010-10-19T15:12:09","modified_gmt":"2010-10-19T20:12:09","slug":"97","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.illinoir.com\/wp\/?p=97","title":{"rendered":"syllabic"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>just wanted to migrate a couple of things i thought were nice&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>monday, november 20, 2000<\/p>\n<p>nonasyllabic<\/p>\n<p>i&#8217;m thinking too hard about numbers.<br \/>\n<br \/>and every time it comes to this,<br \/>\n<br \/>trouble reigns supreme, lording over<br \/>\n<br \/>me, laughing, singing, dancing, gloating,<br \/>\n<br \/>like victory is its already.<br \/>\n<br \/>but still i fight, though not inclined to<br \/>\n<br \/>do too much, waste too much breath this time,<br \/>\n<br \/>i&#8217;m tight-lipped and short-winded despite<br \/>\n<br \/>my nature, my wordy roots and blood.<\/p>\n<p>monday, november 27, 2000<\/p>\n<p>octasyllabic<\/p>\n<p>stomach upset and lame, loud love<br \/>\n<br \/>souped up, disarmed, chances blown off.<br \/>\n<br \/>i&#8217;m lonely like i haven&#8217;t been<br \/>\n<br \/>alone before, like i don&#8217;t know<br \/>\n<br \/>what this loneliness will become.<br \/>\n<br \/>like my visitors and all my<br \/>\n<br \/>visitations resolve themselves<br \/>\n<br \/>into weekends of depression<br \/>\n<br \/>left alone at last and feeling<br \/>\n<br \/>like it&#8217;s all just time lost to me.<\/p>\n<p>remember winters come and gone<br \/>\n<br \/>and lived through, and died through, and done.<br \/>\n<br \/>but some days it&#8217;s as if i&#8217;ve not<br \/>\n<br \/>ever made it through these long months<br \/>\n<br \/>with their shortest days and longing.<br \/>\n<br \/>but i have and took with me skills<br \/>\n<br \/>i need to make it through again.<br \/>\n<br \/>so where are they? why do I forget<br \/>\n<br \/>the most important things I learn?<br \/><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>just wanted to migrate a couple of things i thought were nice&#8230; monday, november 20, 2000 nonasyllabic i&#8217;m thinking too hard about numbers. and every time it comes to this, trouble reigns supreme, lording over me, laughing, singing, dancing, gloating, like victory is its already. but still i fight, though not inclined to do too [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-97","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.illinoir.com\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/97","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.illinoir.com\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.illinoir.com\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.illinoir.com\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.illinoir.com\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=97"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/www.illinoir.com\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/97\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.illinoir.com\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=97"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.illinoir.com\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=97"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.illinoir.com\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=97"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}