{"id":236,"date":"2005-09-02T00:27:51","date_gmt":"2005-09-02T04:27:51","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.scaredpoet.com\/wordpress\/?p=236"},"modified":"2009-03-26T16:51:17","modified_gmt":"2009-03-26T20:51:17","slug":"afk","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/scaredpoet.com\/blog\/?p=236","title":{"rendered":"A.F.K"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img decoding=\"async\" alt=\"odometer\" src=\"\/images\/odometer.jpg\" \/><br \/>\nNo one uses the phone anymore.<br \/>\nThe tracks are wrecked and the odometer&#8217;s ticking.<br \/>\nThe edge is pushed and the lines are melting.<br \/>\nToo scared to look at what I hear outside.<br \/>\nRelease,Protect. Embrace, Engulf.<br \/>\nRemember the summer.<br \/>\nProtect. Enslave. In love.<br \/>\n<!--more--><br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" alt=\"empty\" src=\"\/images\/empty.jpg\" \/><br \/>\nWay offsides and I&#8217;m almost empty.<br \/>\nI&#8217;m cracked and stripped like a dominoe&#8217;s crush.<br \/>\nSend a tell if you&#8217;re ever near me.<br \/>\nI&#8217;m AFK and I can&#8217;t get by.<\/p>\n<p>No one hears you fall to the floor.<br \/>\nThe mirror&#8217;s broke and the newtonian&#8217;s clicking.<br \/>\nThe finds are pressed and the veins are pumping.<br \/>\nToo far gone to do more than breathe.<br \/>\nRelease me.<br \/>\n<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" alt=\"road\" src=\"\/images\/road.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p><em>We&#8217;re too late.<\/p>\n<p>Release the riggings;<\/p>\n<p>This vessel&#8217;s underway.<\/p>\n<p>Secure the riggings<\/p>\n<p>Tack the sails, man the posts,<\/p>\n<p>We&#8217;re headed South, into true wind&#8230;<\/em><br \/>\n<em><img decoding=\"async\" title=\"sms\" alt=\"sms\" src=\"\/images\/most_reliable_sms.jpg\" \/><\/em><br \/>\n<\/p>\n<p>Miles and miles of telephone poles.<br \/>\nFallen and tossed around.<br \/>\nI can&#8217;t talk to you anymore, and I miss you.<\/p>\n<p>Send a tell far away from here<br \/>\nEven if I believe,<br \/>\nThat I can&#8217;t talk to you anymore, and I miss you.<br \/>\nNot in the same way, but I miss you.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>No one uses the phone anymore. The tracks are wrecked and the odometer&#8217;s ticking. The edge is pushed and the lines are melting. Too scared to look at what I hear outside. Release,Protect. Embrace, Engulf. Remember the summer. Protect. Enslave. In love.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":6,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[5,3],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-236","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-art-stuffs","category-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/scaredpoet.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/236","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/scaredpoet.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/scaredpoet.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/scaredpoet.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/6"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/scaredpoet.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=236"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/scaredpoet.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/236\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/scaredpoet.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=236"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/scaredpoet.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=236"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/scaredpoet.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=236"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}