{"id":1013,"date":"2011-08-23T22:26:40","date_gmt":"2011-08-23T22:26:40","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/?p=1013"},"modified":"2015-05-17T01:12:41","modified_gmt":"2015-05-17T01:12:41","slug":"the-moon%e2%80%99s-lewd-rug","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/the-moon%e2%80%99s-lewd-rug\/","title":{"rendered":"The Moon\u2019s Lewd Rug"},"content":{"rendered":"<audio class=\"wp-audio-shortcode\" id=\"audio-1013-1\" preload=\"none\" style=\"width: 100%;\" controls=\"controls\"><source type=\"audio\/mpeg\" src=\"https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/wp-content\/audio\/TheMoonsLewdRugVx3.mp3?_=1\" \/><a href=\"https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/wp-content\/audio\/TheMoonsLewdRugVx3.mp3\">https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/wp-content\/audio\/TheMoonsLewdRugVx3.mp3<\/a><\/audio>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Hopelessly turning away from the familiar,<br \/>\nthe dearly taken, miles of earthly love,<br \/>\nfolds of familiar greetings, early kisses,<br \/>\nunderneath the moon\u2019s lewd rug,<\/p>\n<p>loving the familiar and despising its scent<br \/>\nwhen it becomes a little less than it is<br \/>\nor should be, or was. Not hurriedly<br \/>\nbut certain I must; not without regret.<\/p>\n<p>But afraid a little of my power,<br \/>\nmy erection potent, fragile, yet<br \/>\nmore than enough, too much<br \/>\nbecause even I will coil in turn<\/p>\n<p>at its sight, this being neither familiar<br \/>\nnor strange, but helplessly tragic,<br \/>\nlike lust, or a bleeding away,<br \/>\nor a return to blind form.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/wp-content\/audio\/TheMoonsLewdRugVx3.mp3 &nbsp; Hopelessly turning away from the familiar, the dearly taken, miles of earthly love, folds of familiar greetings, early kisses, underneath the moon\u2019s lewd rug, loving the familiar and despising its scent when it becomes a little less than it is or should be, or was. Not hurriedly but certain I must; not without [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":5,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":"","_links_to":"","_links_to_target":""},"categories":[9],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1013","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poemsofbecoming"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1013","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/5"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1013"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1013\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1849,"href":"https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1013\/revisions\/1849"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1013"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1013"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1013"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}