{"id":3676,"date":"2020-08-17T13:01:40","date_gmt":"2020-08-17T20:01:40","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/?p=3676"},"modified":"2021-05-10T16:03:52","modified_gmt":"2021-05-10T23:03:52","slug":"200817","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/2020\/08\/17\/200817\/","title":{"rendered":"200817"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone\" src=\"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/images\/2020\/200817.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p>200817<br \/>\nProximity paralysis<\/p>\n<p>I can call you on the phone<br \/>\nBut I still feel all alone<br \/>\nWe could maybe even zoom<br \/>\nBut you&#8217;re not here in this room<br \/>\nWe could have a meal to share<br \/>\nBut you&#8217;re not here &#8217;cause you&#8217;re there<br \/>\nBut the thing I really fear<br \/>\nIs if you were really here<\/p>\n<button id=\"listenButton1\" class=\"responsivevoice-button\" type=\"button\" value=\"Play\" title=\"ResponsiveVoice Tap to Start\/Stop Speech\"><span>&#128266; Listen to Poem<\/span><\/button>\n        <script>\n            listenButton1.onclick = function(){\n                if(responsiveVoice.isPlaying()){\n                    responsiveVoice.cancel();\n                }else{\n                    responsiveVoice.speak(\"200817 Proximity paralysis I can call you on the phone But I still feel all alone We could maybe even zoom But you\\'re not here in this room We could have a meal to share But you\\'re not here \\'cause you\\'re there But the thing I really fear Is if you were really here\", \"US English Male\");\n                }\n            };\n        <\/script>\n    \n\n<div class=\"twitter-share\"><a href=\"https:\/\/twitter.com\/intent\/tweet?via=stickpersonpoet\" class=\"twitter-share-button\">Tweet<\/a><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>200817 Proximity paralysis I can call you on the phone But I still feel all alone We could maybe even zoom But you&#8217;re not here in this room We could have a meal to share But you&#8217;re not here &#8217;cause you&#8217;re there But the thing I really fear Is if you were really here<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[40,74,115,53,8,126,80],"class_list":["post-3676","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-rhymes","tag-brownie","tag-crazy","tag-deep-thoughts","tag-food","tag-linc","tag-table","tag-tech"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3676"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=3676"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3676\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3677,"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3676\/revisions\/3677"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3676"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3676"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3676"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}