{"id":782,"date":"2006-11-03T17:12:11","date_gmt":"2006-11-03T23:12:11","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.bittermancircle.com\/wordpress\/writing\/1996\/6-11-96-so-little-i-know\/"},"modified":"2006-11-03T17:12:11","modified_gmt":"2006-11-03T23:12:11","slug":"6-11-96-so-little-i-know","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/www.bittermancircle.com\/?page_id=782","title":{"rendered":"6-11-96 so little I know"},"content":{"rendered":"<div id=\"fb_share_1\" style=\"clear:left; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-top:10px;;width: 55px;\" name=\"fb_share\"><div id=\"fb-root\"><\/div><script src=\"http:\/\/connect.facebook.net\/en_US\/all.js#appId=125029517579627&amp;xfbml=1\"><\/script><fb:like href=\"https:\/\/www.bittermancircle.com\/?page_id=782\" send=\"false\" layout=\"box_count\" width=\"55\" show_faces=\"false\" font=\"arial\"><\/fb:like><\/div><p>So little I know<br \/>\nSo then the pad is found<br \/>\nTo discuss the pity of my ignorance;<br \/>\nIn looking for an empty page<br \/>\nMy eyes cross a statement made<br \/>\nWhen the heat of a moment brought me<br \/>\nTo this posture before<br \/>\nThe thoughts turn, spin aimlessly<br \/>\nBut the words drop into place<br \/>\nOne by one, tumbling like the innards<br \/>\nOf a complex lock<br \/>\nSure, programmed in sequence<br \/>\nAnd I without the combination<br \/>\nSometimes the words open doors<br \/>\nOr set off alarms<br \/>\nOften they just turn and fall<br \/>\nBecause I like the sound of it<\/p>\n<p>Between feeling and knowing<br \/>\nRests doubt<br \/>\nFor the times I say I know what I feel<br \/>\nOutnumber the times I feel what I know<br \/>\nDoubt cowers with numbness<br \/>\nI&#8217;ve seen them together, before and after<br \/>\nYet now a guide comforts me<br \/>\nIn these times of change and fear<br \/>\nHeart and mind grab a booth, order coffee<br \/>\nMake points and draw diagrams on napkins<br \/>\nWhich grow wet on the table<br \/>\nAnd fall by the wayside<br \/>\nI cannot be trusted with these decisions alone<br \/>\nI resent freefall, list gravity in an inventory<br \/>\nA voice says<br \/>\n&#8220;If you don&#8217;t cut the strings, you can&#8217;t wear the wings&#8230;&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I remain puzzled that my guide would<br \/>\ndeliver such a trite rhyme<br \/>\nSo I move on<\/p>\n<p>And feel something<br \/>\nBut the surest thing is the fact<br \/>\nThat there is<br \/>\nSo little I know.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>So little I know So then the pad is found To discuss the pity of my ignorance; In looking for an empty page My eyes cross a statement made When the heat of a moment brought me To this posture before The thoughts turn, spin aimlessly But the words drop into place One by one, [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"parent":770,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","template":"","meta":{"_mi_skip_tracking":false,"spay_email":""},"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/PeNcU-cC","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.bittermancircle.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/782"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.bittermancircle.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.bittermancircle.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bittermancircle.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bittermancircle.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=782"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.bittermancircle.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/782\/revisions"}],"up":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bittermancircle.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/770"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.bittermancircle.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=782"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}