{"id":286,"date":"2015-11-05T10:46:27","date_gmt":"2015-11-05T18:46:27","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/linrobinson.com\/home\/?p=286"},"modified":"2015-11-05T10:46:27","modified_gmt":"2015-11-05T18:46:27","slug":"fuse","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/linrobinson.com\/home\/fuse\/","title":{"rendered":"Fuse"},"content":{"rendered":"<table width=\"700&quot;\">\n<tbody>\n<tr>\n<td align=\"left\" valign=\"top\" width=\"700\">\n<div id=\"text\">Here is the misunderstanding<br \/>\nThe bombs do not explode<br \/>\nBut slide in waiting furrows<br \/>\nOn the face of the land<br \/>\nAwaiting the compulsion<br \/>\nOf hidden springs<br \/>\nTo bloomNor does the lover<br \/>\nLook up and see eyes<br \/>\nThat are mirrors<br \/>\nBut falls into a stride<br \/>\nAnd rings like a bell<br \/>\nAnd waits for days<br \/>\nTo burst<\/p>\n<p>Thus the killer<br \/>\nDoes not seek a victim,<br \/>\nBut an an accomplice<br \/>\nIn the intimacy of action<br \/>\nAnd the thief seeks only a donor<br \/>\nThe victim a sponsor<br \/>\nAnd the master needs only a reason<br \/>\nTo expand<\/p>\n<p>The singer builds ears<br \/>\nAnd God begets sin<br \/>\nAnd governments plant gardens<br \/>\nThat bear deaths and prizes<br \/>\nAnd revolve upon the seasons<br \/>\nTo crush and scream<br \/>\nTo be born<\/p>\n<p>Here, then, is the paradox<br \/>\nTruth does not set free<br \/>\nBut sinks into the wrinkles<br \/>\nOn the faces of the crowd<br \/>\nAwaiting a concensus<br \/>\nOf force and fate<br \/>\nTo ignite<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<tr>\n<td style=\"text-align: center;\" align=\"right\" valign=\"top\"><a href=\"http:\/\/linrobinson.com\/home\/writing\/\">Back To Writing Samples Index<\/a><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Here is the misunderstanding The bombs do not explode But slide in waiting furrows On the face of the land Awaiting the compulsion Of hidden springs To bloomNor does the lover Look up and see eyes That are mirrors But falls into a stride And rings like a bell And waits for days To burst [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/linrobinson.com\/home\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/286"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/linrobinson.com\/home\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/linrobinson.com\/home\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/linrobinson.com\/home\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/linrobinson.com\/home\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=286"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"http:\/\/linrobinson.com\/home\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/286\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":287,"href":"http:\/\/linrobinson.com\/home\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/286\/revisions\/287"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/linrobinson.com\/home\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=286"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/linrobinson.com\/home\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=286"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/linrobinson.com\/home\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=286"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}