{"id":511,"date":"2014-03-16T02:22:04","date_gmt":"2014-03-16T02:22:04","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/hipsync.com.au\/diannereid\/?p=511"},"modified":"2025-01-30T06:54:57","modified_gmt":"2025-01-30T06:54:57","slug":"a-love-poem-for-the-red-rattler","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/hipsync.com.au\/?p=511","title":{"rendered":"A love poem for the red rattler"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/vimeo.com\/106141347\">red rattler<\/a><\/p>\n<p>We began as a clumsy collision<\/p>\n<p>our bodies bumping and bruising with each dance of the carriage<\/p>\n<p>a rattling rumba\u2026 ti ti ka ti, ti ti ka ti, 1 2 &amp; 3, now where are we?<\/p>\n<p>We try to make each other fit, etch ourselves upon the other<\/p>\n<p>We spend time in each other\u2019s daydreams, lulled by age and the lure of longings past<\/p>\n<p>Slipping into sleep, your edges soften and I can climb in and explore your secrets,<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 270px;\">crawl into your corners,<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 270px;\">balance on your broken edges,<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 270px;\">scramble across your scarred surfaces,<\/p>\n<p>I find messages of forgotten codes and lost loves<\/p>\n<p>a ticket, a talisman, a proof, a truth, a telling<\/p>\n<p>I don\u2019t let up<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 270px;\">\u201cWhy are you leaving?\u201d \u2026 \u201cWhere are you going?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>I\u2019m shaking you awake and launching into you<\/p>\n<p>until I\u2019m impaled, expelled, laid bare, undone\u2026<\/p>\n<p>This time together is peeling me like wallpaper groaning off a wall<\/p>\n<p>You skin me<\/p>\n<p>and the hot red mess of my life spills out staining the floor<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 270px;\">a murder on the dis-orient express<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>You remind me that my body is a vintage carriage and I\u2019m a passenger in it, on this journey,<\/p>\n<p>My life is running through me like a film<\/p>\n<p>a stream of postcards and blurred impressions<\/p>\n<p>merging into a melancholic rhythm<\/p>\n<p>possibilities flashing past us and within us<\/p>\n<p>like air rushing past bodies plummeting to earth<\/p>\n<p>and we are dropped into each others\u2019 arms<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 270px;\">with a gasp, a jolt<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 270px;\">(where am I?)<\/p>\n<p>An almost death, a pleasurable preview of another place<\/p>\n<p>beyond the confines of this carcass<\/p>\n<p>outside the adolescent fumblings of flesh<\/p>\n<p>But no, we\u2019re not there yet<\/p>\n<p>This is not truth but transience<\/p>\n<p>We are derailed, marooned, in our fragile shells<\/p>\n<p>drawing a promise in the misted window and opening a can of worms<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 90px;\">Wanting<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 270px;\">Distance<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>It\u2019s always further than you thought\u2026<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 270px;\">And over before you know it.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp; &nbsp; red rattler We began as a clumsy collision our bodies bumping and bruising with each dance of the carriage a rattling rumba\u2026 ti ti ka ti, ti ti ka ti, 1 2 &amp; 3, now where are we? We try to make each other fit, etch ourselves upon the other We spend time [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":513,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[2,16],"tags":[11,36,35],"class_list":["post-511","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-dance_interrogations_dianne_reid","category-writing","tag-dance","tag-journey","tag-writing"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/hipsync.com.au\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/511","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/hipsync.com.au\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/hipsync.com.au\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/hipsync.com.au\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/hipsync.com.au\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=511"}],"version-history":[{"count":7,"href":"https:\/\/hipsync.com.au\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/511\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":19213,"href":"https:\/\/hipsync.com.au\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/511\/revisions\/19213"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/hipsync.com.au\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/513"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/hipsync.com.au\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=511"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/hipsync.com.au\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=511"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/hipsync.com.au\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=511"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}