get routing working, add index for poetry, list first 6 poems on index, let each take you to their page with the poem's content

src/posts/poetry/autumn-synesthesia.md

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+---
+categories:
+- Poetry
+date: 2014-11-10 00:00:00 +0000
+tags:
+- Fall
+title: Autumn Synesthesia
+
+---
+The trees branch out their reds and yellows.  
+Their last battle cry before the frost.  
+The further north, the more pronounced  
+As they recall the life they lost.  
+Shouting in color upon deaf ears,  
+Such beauty produced at a deadly cost.
+
+The reds rage on  
+With blistering hate.  
+"Is there no escape  
+From our inevitable fate?"
+
+The orange reminisce  
+On the seasons before.  
+"Winter is knocking,  
+But Spring is next door."
+
+The yellows enjoy  
+The weather while it lasts.  
+"Best to live in the present  
+Than the future or past."
+
+The browns mutter softly  
+The last lesson to learn.  
+"From dust I arose,  
+So to dust I return."

src/posts/poetry/breakfast-blue-pt.-2.md

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+---
+categories:
+- Poetry
+date: 2014-05-20 00:00:00 +0000
+tags:
+- Humor
+- Muffins
+- Love
+- Relationships
+title: Breakfast Blue Pt. 2
+
+---
+Oh, my good friend, I didn't mean to leave.  
+It wasn't your fault, so no longer grieve!  
+If I could, I would run back to your side.  
+But, alas, a lack of legs slows my stride.
+
+It's been over a year since I've last seen  
+Your serious face and Chartwell's cuisine.  
+Often I think this is for the better  
+\'Til I shed tears as I read your letter.
+
+Fake tears, that is, for I also lack eyes.  
+In fact, let me unveil my disguise:  
+I'm an object lacking animation,  
+Given life through personification.
+
+What words can I say to help you move on  
+And accept the fact that I am now gone?  
+Know that I too will miss your sweet lovin'  
+For I'll always be your chocolate muffin.

src/posts/poetry/breakfast-blues.md

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+---
+categories:
+- Poetry
+date: 2013-01-10 00:00:00 +0000
+tags:
+- Humor
+- Muffins
+title: Breakfast Blues
+
+---
+Lost my reason to wake in the morning  
+Ever since you left me without warning.  
+We've always seemed to have gotten along  
+Now I'm wondering if I did you wrong.
+
+Lost my reason to give you thanks and praise.  
+Each day that passes passes in a daze.  
+The life I live is a life of decay.  
+My happiness happens to never stay.
+
+I would have treated you so much better,  
+Or perhaps branded a scarlet letter  
+Across my chest and openly confess  
+That I'm impressed by a snack I love best.
+
+Oh chocolate muffin, why'd you have to leave?  
+I've learned not to wear my heart on my sleeve.  
+Instead my love will always be suppressed  
+As I keep it locked in a chocolate chest.

src/posts/poetry/djinn.md

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+---
+categories:
+- Poetry
+date: 2019-03-06 12:00:00 +0000
+tags:
+- Christian
+title: Djinn
+year: 2019
+---
+
+"Jesus dropped by."
+My roommate remarked.
+"He told me to tell you
+His phone fell apart."
+
+I let out a chuckle
+And a sigh of relief.
+"He didn't holy ghost us
+Despite such unbelief."
+

src/posts/poetry/i-ve-seen.md

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+---
+categories:
+- Poetry
+date: 2018-04-28 12:00:00 +0000
+tags:
+- Wisdom
+- Lessons
+title: I've Seen
+year: 2018
+
+---
+I've seen tears fall
+From the face of a giant,
+A hint of desperation
+In the pleas of a king,
+
+An attempt to forgive
+The guilt-tripping violent,
+Their genuine surprise
+That neither learned a thing.
+
+The wishes of a mother
+Remain whispers in the wind,
+And the riches of the world
+In the words of humbled men.

src/posts/poetry/infrared-homing.md

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+---
+categories:
+- Poetry
+date: 2019-02-02 12:00:00 +0000
+tags:
+- Love
+- Lovers
+- Relationships
+- Introspective
+title: Infrared Homing
+---
+
+In a moment
+Of relapse,
+A desire
+For love
+Arose.
+
+I gave my heartstrings
+To a girl
+To knit a warmer
+Set of clothes.
+
+I was hoping
+For a sweater,
+But instead,
+Received her mask.
+
+She thanked me kindly
+For the coat
+And I knew
+I shouldn't ask.
+
+Was it
+Seasonal depression
+That left me seeking
+Out a sun?
+
+A candle
+Can't replace it,
+But any fire
+Is better than none.
+

src/posts/poetry/judge-judy.md

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+---
+categories:
+- Poetry
+date: 2020-10-01 20:00:00 +0000
+tags:
+- Neuroscience
+- Wisdom
+title: Judge Judy
+
+---
+
+With each passing moment,
+A court case is held
+For our mind to determine
+Which actions to compel.
+
+86 billion neurons
+Take up the jury seats
+And fire off responses
+'Til a majority agrees.
+
+"Your Honor, you don't exist,
+But as an emergent behavior;
+Yet still we reached a verdict
+That should work in our favor."
+
+The neurons are dismissed
+Then return to jury duty
+For another microcosm case
+In their show of Judge Judy.
+

src/posts/poetry/kings-pin.md

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+---
+categories:
+- Poetry
+date: 2018-06-25 20:00:00 +0000
+tags:
+- Chess
+- Lessons
+title: King's Pin
+year: 2018
+---
+
+You placed my king
+In a surprising check
+To ensure I’m kept
+On the tip of my toes.
+
+Only a few
+Of our pieces are left,
+And each one of my moves
+Are presupposed.
+
+Unbeknownst,
+Synonymous to beginner.
+
+A satisfying poach
+Awarded to the winner.
+

src/posts/poetry/klepto-couches.md

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+---
+categories:
+- Poetry
+date: 2014-10-27 00:00:00 +0000
+tags:
+- Humor
+title: Klepto Couches
+
+---
+My home houses countless couches.  
+Klepto-couches with pickpocket pouches  
+That swiftly swipe your cellular phone  
+Between the cushions of their comfy unknown.
+
+Then your change jingles and jangles  
+Until they're untangled  
+From your Wrangler jeans pocket  
+As you wonder where your socks went.
+
+But your socks and shoes  
+Were swept under your feet  
+Right under your nose.
+
+So discreet are these deceitful seats  
+As they watch you search  
+For the keys they stole.
+
+At last your quest  
+Leads you straight to the crook.  
+"I should have guessed  
+The klepto-couches had took!"
+
+But still your lesson  
+Has yet to be learned.  
+These klepto-couches  
+Deserve to be burned.

src/posts/poetry/leafblower.md

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+---
+categories:
+- Poetry
+date: 2012-02-25 00:00:00 +0000
+tags:
+- Grounds
+- Covenant
+title: Leafblower
+
+---
+You're the girl sitting on the park bench.  
+I'm the guy with a leaf blower.   
+I've gotta do my job,   
+So would you kindly please move over?
+
+I'm walking right towards you,  
+So don't say you didn't notice me.   
+I'd like to get off work soon,   
+So I'll give you until the count of three.
+
+One  
+Two   
+...
+
+Alright, so you've called my bluff.  
+I'm not really going to do anything.   
+I just wanted to look real tough,   
+But this little bee ain't got no sting.
+
+I'll just tell my boss that I missed a spot,  
+And I'll explain my sad situation.   
+Then we'll both laugh at the thought   
+Of me writing poetry about my frustration.

src/posts/poetry/molecules-and-men.md

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+---
+categories:
+- Poetry
+date: 2019-10-26 12:00:00 +0000
+tags:
+- Wisdom
+title: Of Molecules And Men
+---
+
+May we lose
+All language
+That we may see
+As it is
+And not
+As we think,
+
+For cells
+Arose
+From division
+To divide
+And conquer
+Molecules
+And men.
+
+From the
+Prokaryote
+To the
+Proletariat
+A conflict
+Ensues.
+
+You're so sure
+That you're full
+Of yourself
+As your cells
+Dismantle
+All that's
+Consumed.
+
+We break to build
+Each building block
+Into a likeness
+Worth worshipping to.
+
+To be at peace
+Is to decompose.
+
+To cease to be
+Is to become
+Every friend
+And alleged foe.
+

src/posts/poetry/monday-morning-shift.md

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+---
+categories:
+- Poetry
+date: 2012-03-01 00:00:00 +0000
+tags:
+- Grounds
+- Covenant
+title: Monday Morning Shift
+
+---
+These plants look beautiful, but not at this location.  
+They must be eradicated according to administration.   
+I brought out my tools; Some gloves and a spade,   
+Then sat down, Indian style, to begin the raid.   
+The roots, like little fingers, held on to dear life   
+As I cut through their homes with an oddly-shaped knife.
+
+To justify these cruel killings  
+I thought of what they've done:   
+Suffocated the superior plants   
+And blocked out the lovely sun.
+
+But what makes one plant superior and the other inferior?  
+Just the fact that the other has a beautiful exterior?   
+They are simply trying their best to make a living.   
+We must see past our differences and be more forgiving.
+
+But these thoughts lead down to a dangerous road;  
+Let's not personify each seed we've sowed.
+
+The sun now rises and heats the ground.  
+The ice embedded within melts all around,   
+And now a nice wet spot on my pants is found   
+Which leaves me thinking of thoughts more profound:   
+"I really hope no one's looking at me right now."

src/posts/poetry/morning-commute.md

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+---
+categories:
+- Poetry
+date: 2016-05-10 00:00:00 +0000
+tags:
+- Work
+- Worry
+- Self-conscious
+title: Morning Commute
+
+---
+
+A few minutes into my morning commute
+I had forgotten we can all read minds.
+So my thought faucet ran up my brain bill
+Spewing a membraneous mess inside.
+
+I didn’t notice ‘til I parked the car
+And smelled the fumes from under the hood.
+I frantically thought of cats and cookies
+To clean up the mess, but it did no good.
+
+So I ditched the car and snuck into work,
+Though I knew my hopes and dreams would be seen
+Swirled amidst my self-doubt and worries
+Like creamer mixed in bitter cups of caffeine.
+

src/posts/poetry/perfect-situation.md

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+---
+categories:
+- Poetry
+date: 2015-07-15 00:00:00 +0000
+tags:
+- Relationships
+- Love
+- Drinking
+- Humor
+title: Perfect Situation
+
+---
+
+When I'm hammered,
+I'm left enamored
+And content
+With the Fate
+Lady luck's prescribed.
+
+Though we never
+Will land together,
+We're fledglings
+With new wings
+To take to the sky.
+
+I ponder your passion
+To pursue aspirations
+And wonder what magic
+You'll perform upon nations
+
+And I speculate the odds
+Given a perfect situation
+In a parallel universe
+If I'd rise to the occasion.
+
+

src/posts/poetry/silent-silas.md

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+---
+categories:
+- Poetry
+date: 2016-12-20 00:00:00 +0000
+tags:
+- Introspective
+- Silence
+title: Silent Silas
+
+---
+
+The windows to my soul
+Tend to have their blinds up,
+And I leave the door locked tight
+By keeping my own mouth shut
+
+So my apologies if it's frustrating
+That I'm so cold and calculating.
+
+It's my modus operandi;
+You can't spell "Silent" without Si.
+
+But if it's any consolation,
+I am striving to get better
+At voicing my own thoughts
+Without resorting to writing letters.
+

src/posts/poetry/thought-experiment.md

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+---
+categories:
+- Poetry
+date: 2014-07-20 00:00:00 +0000
+tags:
+- Love
+- Relationships
+- Realtalk
+title: Thought Experiment
+
+---
+
+Love is a free fall
+And I'm afraid of the ground.
+If I jump and no one's there,
+Will my body make a sound?
+
+

src/posts/poetry/unintentional-internalization.md

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+---
+categories:
+- Poetry
+date: 2017-10-10 00:00:00 +0000
+tags:
+- Wisdom
+- Speech
+- Verbal Abuse
+title: Unintentional Internalization
+
+---
+
+Our skin's as thick
+As our words are sharp
+To dampen the damage
+We take to heart.
+
+But sometimes they pierce
+Right through our defenses,
+Despite whether the offender
+Had the best of intentions.
+
+It's a wound that lingers
+And leads to a scar
+Once committed to memory
+(Which shapes who you are).
+
+For each one we've endured,
+We've dealt so many more
+For the most innocuous remark
+Still can pierce like a sword.
+

src/posts/poetry/who-am-i-.md

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+---
+categories:
+- Poetry
+date: 2013-05-10 00:00:00 +0000
+tags:
+- Realtalk
+title: Who Am I?
+
+---
+Am I the clothes on my back  
+And the hair on my head?  
+Am I the people I'm with  
+And the words I've said?
+
+Am I the field I study  
+And the school I attend?   
+Am I the programs I write  
+And the poems I've penned?
+
+Am I the music I enjoy  
+And the guitar I play?  
+Am I the grade on my test  
+And my ten page essay?
+
+Am I the habits I've formed  
+And the phrases I repeat?  
+Am I the fake smile given  
+To every person I meet?
+
+Am I the religion I follow  
+And the politician I elect?  
+Am I every action I carry out  
+And every thought I reflect?