{"id":1275,"date":"2021-08-03T15:27:50","date_gmt":"2021-08-03T15:27:50","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/jdlitmag.org\/?p=1275"},"modified":"2021-08-03T15:27:50","modified_gmt":"2021-08-03T15:27:50","slug":"the-opiate-of-dreams","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/jdlitmag.org\/index.php\/2021\/08\/03\/the-opiate-of-dreams\/","title":{"rendered":"The Opiate of Dreams"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center\"><em>Featured in the 2014 Fall Issue of Rambunctious<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<pre class=\"wp-block-verse\">The Opiate of Dreams\nColin Howe, '16\n\nLying in bed, staring at the ceiling\nIts purity corrupted by&nbsp;\nintensifying darkness\nInescapable as it spreads&nbsp;\nDying embers scattered above the hills\nDispersing until only the dim stars remain\n\nEvery seam, every crack, draped with shadows\nBlack cobwebs spread by some unseen\neffervescent spider, working with surgical precision.\n\nYou feel a subtle aura of finality&nbsp;\nAt the periphery of your conscious\nYou fight it, think of anything else\nDesperately searching for a comfortable thought&nbsp;\nTo reach out, as a child swinging in a tree would\ngrabbing for the next trunk\nOnly to find your hands don't quite reach\n\nAnd so, as always, it returns\nYou feel its cold tendrils of nothingness\nCling to your soul, and contort it\nWring it of the joyful ignorance of time\nUntil eventually you fall into the sweet, numbing\ncaress of dreams, the true opiate of the masses<\/pre>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Colin Howe, &#8217;16<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"full-width-single-post.php","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[35,9],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/jdlitmag.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1275"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/jdlitmag.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/jdlitmag.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jdlitmag.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jdlitmag.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1275"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/jdlitmag.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1275\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/jdlitmag.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1275"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jdlitmag.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1275"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jdlitmag.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1275"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}