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poem in red<\/strong><\/p>\n this is a poem in <\/strong><\/p>\n Chase Spruiell<\/strong> was born in Denton, Texas. He spent the majority of his life playing basketball throughout high school and college. He has a bachelor’s degree in Digital Cinema and currently resides in Austin, Texas where he plays music with his band, Free Kittens & Bread.\u00a0 Twitter @kittensandbread<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" poem in red this is a poem in red and my hands are shaking and my bed is not a bed and I lay still and I think of dreaming and I think I\u2019m dreaming and the yellow walls are not yellow until the sun is on time and reveals that they […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_et_pb_use_builder":"","_et_pb_old_content":"","_et_gb_content_width":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-8643","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8643","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/4"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=8643"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8643\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":8645,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8643\/revisions\/8645"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=8643"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=8643"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=8643"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nred and my hands are
\nshaking and
\nmy bed is not
\na bed
\nand I lay still and I
\nthink of dreaming and
\nI think I\u2019m dreaming
\nand the yellow walls are
\nnot yellow until the sun
\nis on time and
\nreveals that they are
\nfilthy piss yellow
\nand I wake up from being
\nawake
\nand I daydream of
\nsleeping
\nand I bleed colors
\nand I forget what day
\nit is
\nand I write a poem
\nin red<\/p>\n