{"id":310,"date":"2010-04-01T09:26:20","date_gmt":"2010-04-01T17:26:20","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/heatherhaley.com\/onelife\/?p=310"},"modified":"2010-04-01T09:26:20","modified_gmt":"2010-04-01T17:26:20","slug":"rough-cut-new-poem","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/heatherhaley.com\/hh2\/?p=310","title":{"rendered":"ROUGH CUT-new poem"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Despite all the poems I&#8217;ve spawned, each time I sit down to write, I have absolutely no confidence that I can do it. The anxiety and trepidation nearly overwhelm me, but I persist, <em>work through it <\/em>I suppose, hence the writing process; my process anyway which feels like torture. I know I am not alone.<\/p>\n<p>It took four years to assimilate a nightmarish episode to the point where I was able to depict it. Remember, poetic license; the <em>she<\/em> is not necessarily me, at least not in every line, stanza. Here it be, a rough draft.<\/p>\n<p><strong>ROUGH CUT<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>After a gestation period of eighteen months<br \/>\nand several bouts of incommunicado-ness<br \/>\nshe dutifully reported to the pica-<br \/>\neater\u2019s rat\u2019s nest to defend her lump of art<br \/>\nbefore he nibbled away all the footage.<\/p>\n<p>She sang his praises<br \/>\npretending the indiscriminate cravings<br \/>\nand grinding teeth didn\u2019t exist,<br \/>\ndidn\u2019t wear her down.<\/p>\n<p>Meth-heads don\u2019t generate, they spin<br \/>\nscratched vinyl, shoot blankly,<br \/>\nregurgitate turbulence,<br \/>\nbrew dandelion wine<br \/>\nbecause it\u2019s as free<br \/>\nas the blackberries and psilocybin.<\/p>\n<p>Pirate of his own ship-<br \/>\nbachelor pad bouncy house,<br \/>\nhe slept in a pocket on the floor,<br \/>\nclose to the cache<br \/>\nwhen he wasn\u2019t busy<br \/>\nsnipping,<br \/>\nsniping.<\/p>\n<p>Under the red toque<br \/>\na mind\u2019s eye so muddied<br \/>\nit could see nothing<br \/>\nmove.<br \/>\nImages, frames, shots<br \/>\nblurred unremittingly.<br \/>\nRecreate, rework, repeat.<br \/>\nRepeat, repeat, repeat.<\/p>\n<p>With no redress,<br \/>\nno kind release,<br \/>\nshe considered murder.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Despite all the poems I&#8217;ve spawned, each time I sit down to write, I have absolutely no confidence that I can do it. The anxiety and trepidation nearly overwhelm me, but I persist, work through it I suppose, hence the writing process; my process anyway which feels like torture. I know I am not alone. [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[12],"tags":[149,152,236],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/heatherhaley.com\/hh2\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/310"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/heatherhaley.com\/hh2\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/heatherhaley.com\/hh2\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/heatherhaley.com\/hh2\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/heatherhaley.com\/hh2\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=310"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/heatherhaley.com\/hh2\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/310\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/heatherhaley.com\/hh2\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=310"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/heatherhaley.com\/hh2\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=310"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/heatherhaley.com\/hh2\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=310"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}