{"id":1606,"date":"2005-09-23T11:15:00","date_gmt":"2005-09-23T11:15:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/2005\/09\/23\/as-if-i-knew-what-to-say\/"},"modified":"2005-09-23T11:15:00","modified_gmt":"2005-09-23T11:15:00","slug":"as-if-i-knew-what-to-say","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/2005\/09\/23\/as-if-i-knew-what-to-say\/","title":{"rendered":"as if I knew what to say"},"content":{"rendered":"<div style=\"float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;\"> <a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/85919766@N00\/21108179\/\" title=\"photo sharing\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/static.flickr.com\/17\/21108179_92cf3f47f9_m.jpg\" alt=\"\" style=\"border: solid 2px #000000;\" \/><\/a> <br \/> <span style=\"font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;\">  <a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/85919766@N00\/21108179\/\">com asas n\u00e3o se abra\u00e7a<\/a>  <br \/>  Originally uploaded by <a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/people\/85919766@N00\/\">extrapolar<\/a>. <\/span><\/div>\n<p>Before I looked up, I knew he was there. Oh so casually I waved, as if my skin had not just contracted. Nervous tension, the reverse of the beginning. If I could have an assurance, wear the confidence in all the places it&#8217;s not showing. I hate this waiting. My bitter tongued need for some confirmation. If I put my hand to the air and cup it, I can feel the warmth of flesh pooling there, as if my palm were a flotation device keeping me from sinking down through the floor and earth until I hit a molten sky and evaporate into cinder. Ashes, my face is painted on the inside with ashes. Soft and gray and secret, there was a promise once, a whisper, skin. <\/p>\n<p>what man is there <br \/>who claims worthiness<br \/>(such things)<br \/>yet deflects driven arrows<br \/>aimed straight through his holy heart?<\/p>\n<p>Midnight of the Equinox trapped me with dimmed lights and you never held my hand.<br clear=\"all\" \/><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>com asas n\u00e3o se abra\u00e7a Originally uploaded by extrapolar. Before I looked up, I knew he was there. Oh so casually I waved, as if my skin had not just contracted. Nervous tension, the reverse of the beginning. If I could have an assurance, wear the confidence in all the places it&#8217;s not showing. I &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/2005\/09\/23\/as-if-i-knew-what-to-say\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> &#8220;as if I knew what to say&#8221;<\/span><\/a><\/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":[25,3],"class_list":["post-1606","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized","tag-prose","tag-relationships"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1606","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1606"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1606\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1606"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1606"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1606"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}