{"id":128,"date":"2011-09-29T02:50:52","date_gmt":"2011-09-29T02:50:52","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/sundayscars.wordpress.com\/?p=128"},"modified":"2011-09-29T02:50:52","modified_gmt":"2011-09-29T02:50:52","slug":"disguises","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/writehanded.org\/poetry\/2011\/09\/29\/disguises\/","title":{"rendered":"Disguises"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>We\u2019re getting pretty good at wearing these masks that line our closets<br \/>\nthey\u2019ve all got their uses, some of them more than one and the best ones have accessories too;<br \/>\na red scarf, a hat with a feather in it, an old black velvet shoe<\/p>\n<p>My closet is pretty much overflowing these days, but I keep buying more anyway<br \/>\nI get bored quickly and they only give you a fleeting thrill<br \/>\nand what would I do if one day I couldn\u2019t find one and I had to go out naked?<\/p>\n<p>If you\u2019re lucky the man of many masks will loan you one to keep you safe<br \/>\nbut his might not fit quite properly, it\u2019ll sit askew and people will notice that it doesn\u2019t look the same as theirs and they might try to look underneath  <\/p>\n<p>My favourite mask sits upon me delicately, so cleverly they don\u2019t detect it,<br \/>\nit\u2019s black, of course, and I wear it out to dinner with the red scarf and the hat with a feather in it<br \/>\nand my old black velvet shoes, and talk quietly while I wait for<\/p>\n<p>the moment when we\u2019ll leave the restaurant and linger on the footpath, watching the stars and our breath hanging in the cold air, waiting to see which direction everyone is going in because maybe we can invent excuses to follow each other so<br \/>\nwe won\u2019t be alone for another little while. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>We\u2019re getting pretty good at wearing these masks that line our closets they\u2019ve all got their uses, some of them more than one and the best ones have accessories too; <a class=\"more-link\" href=\"https:\/\/writehanded.org\/poetry\/2011\/09\/29\/disguises\/\">Continue Reading &rarr;<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[5],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/writehanded.org\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/128"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/writehanded.org\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/writehanded.org\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/writehanded.org\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/writehanded.org\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=128"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/writehanded.org\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/128\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/writehanded.org\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=128"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/writehanded.org\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=128"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/writehanded.org\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=128"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}