{"id":168,"date":"2024-10-14T09:27:58","date_gmt":"2024-10-14T09:27:58","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/benheart.art\/?p=168"},"modified":"2024-10-14T09:28:38","modified_gmt":"2024-10-14T09:28:38","slug":"come-back","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/benheart.art\/?p=168","title":{"rendered":"come back"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">on winter mornings<br>I still exhale<br>parts of who we were then<br>as the frozen weight within my chest<br>I perceived them as then<br>finally seek flight<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">and like all memories<br>that upon leaving<br>become smoke signals<br>they spell:<br>&#8220;come back.&#8221;<br>to a blind and indifferent loneliness<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">and those moments were born<br>when we were young enough<br>to sit and smoke<br>beneath the underpass at night<br>and perform passages of parting<br>for those passersby<br>shooting between portals to nowhere<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">when we still dreamt<br>that the gravity of our goodbyes<br>would someday leave us weightless<br>not indenture us to become extras<br>bound to lose ourselves<br>to the background crowds<br>of each other&#8217;s nightmares<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">and those moments first learned to walk<br>when one of us, being me<br>let his inhibitions keep him<br>from dancing with you<br>in that gilded cage<br>that was the drizzle<br>caught within a streetlight&#8217;s reach<br>before a faceless crowd of strangers<br>that was too busy falling in love<br>upon those candlelit marble steps<br>to notice us making fools of ourselves<br>as we would have swayed on broken feet<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">and those moments grew up<br>to become me<br>smoking in parking lots<br>humming along to those voicemails<br>that in your absence<br>became eulogies<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I finally learned to fly my love<br>but it&#8217;s meaningless<br>because<br>there is none left<br>to watch me leave.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Artwork: Joker (Static), By Ben Heart.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":169,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[4],"tags":[7,6],"class_list":["post-168","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-poetry","tag-benheart","tag-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/benheart.art\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/168","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/benheart.art\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/benheart.art\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/benheart.art\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/benheart.art\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=168"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/benheart.art\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/168\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":171,"href":"https:\/\/benheart.art\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/168\/revisions\/171"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/benheart.art\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/169"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/benheart.art\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=168"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/benheart.art\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=168"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/benheart.art\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=168"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}