{"id":35242,"date":"2013-09-11T13:57:37","date_gmt":"2013-09-11T11:57:37","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.jensunmack.dk\/wordpress-3\/?p=35242"},"modified":"2013-09-11T22:59:55","modified_gmt":"2013-09-11T20:59:55","slug":"de-berusedes-vej","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.jensunmack.dk\/wordpress-3\/de-berusedes-vej\/","title":{"rendered":"De berusedes vej"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><em><strong>Jeg h\u00f8rer de sovende \u00e5nde<\/strong><\/em><br \/>\n<em><strong> med ryggen mod dagens kniv<\/strong><\/em><br \/>\n<em><strong> s\u00f8vnens \u00e6ter der siver<\/strong><\/em><br \/>\n<em><strong> gennem de halv\u00e5bne munde<\/strong><\/em><br \/>\n<em><strong> sv\u00f8ber sig tungt om kroppenes dans<\/strong><\/em><br \/>\n<em><strong> h\u00e6nderne gentager t\u00f8vende<\/strong><\/em><br \/>\n<em><strong> dr\u00f8mmen i str\u00f8g over huden og h\u00e5ret<\/strong><\/em><br \/>\n<em><strong> l\u00e6beme hvisker punktvis ord<\/strong><\/em><br \/>\n<em><strong> der blir sagt et sted bag de klistrede \u00f8jne<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n<p><em><strong>N\u00e6tter hvor byen er et b\u00e5l af lys i alle ruder<\/strong><\/em><br \/>\n<em><strong> men ingen kroppe bev\u00e6ger sig over glassets ild<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n<p><em><strong>Som et maskingev\u00e6r skydes s-toget frem langs stationernes serie<\/strong><\/em><br \/>\n<em><strong> de der endnu er v\u00e5gne<\/strong><\/em><br \/>\n<em><strong> pejler sig frem gennem rusens net<\/strong><\/em><br \/>\n<em><strong> gennem fodg\u00e6ngertunnelernes klingende r\u00f8r<\/strong><\/em><br \/>\n<em><strong> langs bygningers blinkende plader af lys<\/strong><\/em><br \/>\n<em><strong> de berusedes vej mod en s\u00f8vn uden dr\u00f8mme<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #999999;\"><em><strong>\u00a9 S\u00f8ren Ulrik Thomsen<\/strong><\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<div class=\"fcbkbttn_buttons_block\" id=\"fcbkbttn_middle\"><div class=\"fcbkbttn_like \"><fb:like href=\"http:\/\/www.jensunmack.dk\/wordpress-3\/de-berusedes-vej\/\" action=\"like\" colorscheme=\"dark\" layout=\"standard\"  width=\"225px\" size=\"small\"><\/fb:like><\/div><div class=\"fb-share-button  \" data-href=\"http:\/\/www.jensunmack.dk\/wordpress-3\/de-berusedes-vej\/\" data-type=\"button_count\" data-size=\"small\"><\/div><\/div>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Jeg h\u00f8rer de sovende \u00e5nde med ryggen mod dagens kniv s\u00f8vnens \u00e6ter der siver gennem de halv\u00e5bne munde sv\u00f8ber sig tungt om kroppenes dans h\u00e6nderne gentager t\u00f8vende dr\u00f8mmen i str\u00f8g over huden og h\u00e5ret l\u00e6beme hvisker punktvis ord der blir sagt et sted bag de klistrede \u00f8jne N\u00e6tter hvor byen er et b\u00e5l af lys &hellip; <a href=\"http:\/\/www.jensunmack.dk\/wordpress-3\/de-berusedes-vej\/\" class=\"more-link\">L\u00e6s videre <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">De berusedes vej<\/span> <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n<div class=\"fcbkbttn_buttons_block\" id=\"fcbkbttn_middle\"><div class=\"fcbkbttn_like \"><fb:like href=\"http:\/\/www.jensunmack.dk\/wordpress-3\/de-berusedes-vej\/\" action=\"like\" colorscheme=\"dark\" layout=\"standard\"  width=\"225px\" size=\"small\"><\/fb:like><\/div><div class=\"fb-share-button  \" data-href=\"http:\/\/www.jensunmack.dk\/wordpress-3\/de-berusedes-vej\/\" data-type=\"button_count\" data-size=\"small\"><\/div><\/div>","protected":false},"author":283,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[3,4,20],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-35242","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-at-drikke-for-at-glemme","category-billeder","category-rocknroll"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.jensunmack.dk\/wordpress-3\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/35242","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.jensunmack.dk\/wordpress-3\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.jensunmack.dk\/wordpress-3\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.jensunmack.dk\/wordpress-3\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/283"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.jensunmack.dk\/wordpress-3\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=35242"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/www.jensunmack.dk\/wordpress-3\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/35242\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.jensunmack.dk\/wordpress-3\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=35242"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.jensunmack.dk\/wordpress-3\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=35242"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.jensunmack.dk\/wordpress-3\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=35242"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}