{"id":3628,"date":"2017-07-08T17:07:32","date_gmt":"2017-07-08T22:07:32","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/archive.onesentencepoems.com\/?p=3628"},"modified":"2017-07-02T17:17:57","modified_gmt":"2017-07-02T22:17:57","slug":"tim-brockett","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/archive.onesentencepoems.com\/?p=3628","title":{"rendered":"Tim Brockett &#8220;The Archaeology of My Old Man&#8221;"},"content":{"rendered":"<h1>Tim Brockett<\/h1>\n<h2><span style=\"color: #800000;\">The Archaeology of My Old Man\u00a0<\/span><\/h2>\n<p>Howard Carter cracked open<br \/>\nyour tomb and wept<\/p>\n<p>at the pointlessness of what<br \/>\nyou saved, the tax returns,<\/p>\n<p>unbroken trail of inkblots<br \/>\nback to 1949, chronicle<\/p>\n<p>of all your time on Earth<br \/>\nwas worth to you, and what<\/p>\n<p>you swapped it for, until<br \/>\nthe news came from Cairo<\/p>\n<p>that the Pharaoh had died,<br \/>\nand the coolies walked back<\/p>\n<p>to their village to mourn,<br \/>\nand the British rode off<\/p>\n<p>to the Valley of the Kings to wait<br \/>\nfor the rumble of moving vans,<\/p>\n<p>tinkle of jewels, fragrance<br \/>\nof labdanum and myrrh.<\/p>\n<p><em>When not writing poetry or hot-wiring electric chairs, <\/em><span style=\"color: #800000;\"><strong>Tim Brockett<\/strong><\/span><em> performs music in the luxury hotels of Asia.<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Tim Brockett The Archaeology of My Old Man\u00a0 Howard Carter cracked open your tomb and wept at the pointlessness of what you saved, the tax returns, unbroken trail of inkblots back to 1949, chronicle of all your time on Earth was worth to you, and what you swapped it for, until the news came from [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"aside","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_is_tweetstorm":false,"jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":true,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","enabled":false}},"_wpscppro_dont_share_socialmedia":false,"_wpscppro_custom_social_share_image":0},"categories":[9],"tags":[379],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"yoast_head":"<!-- This site is optimized with the Yoast SEO plugin v21.5 - 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