Category: Penman Lounge

  • Just Life

    I hear with a questioning ear and interpret with a sickened mind I am delusional and I love it I am cynical but I am happy I sit in solitude and breathe heavy I sip wine just to keep steady I want to move but to somewhere unknown Somewhere I can be with you yet…

  • And It Felt Good

    The reminents of cock stained her breath. And it felt good. She wasn’t in love with him. And if felt good. She frequented his place for good conversation, good company, and great sex. And it felt good. She had no ties, no obligation, no commitment. And it felt good. She had money, had her mind,…

  • For I am Home

    I feel myself sinking back to the depths The depths of which turn me lethargic The depths in which I do not speak The depths in which my thoughts are the loudest I feel myself sinking but its not really sinking, it’s returning Returning to the inside where I am afraid Returning to the emotions…

  • Examination of Experiences

    Include everything and you leave Out the essence. Leaving out all things Such as emotions of any note make it appear clear, Colorless as it is turned over. Hurrying to this thought, Putting away the tasks to hear The transient trains that glide by the screen Is a way of collecting our parts: The photographic…

  • ajar is for Otomo, Rowe, Sugimoto

    the wet tires on the black on sand the woodpecker you don’t see tick, ticking the slippers you can’t find in the dark until you do the sound you can’t imagine until you hear it the humming wires overhead with & without the wind that rasps, creaks, ebbs, ends in the calm full of subtraction,…

  • Thought of the Day

    The Majority of our EMOTIONS are determine by how we INTERPRET life’s events of Our Selves. Use REFLECTION wisely.

  • The Space Between Objects

    The substance was the doing, the process of moving out into the day. Transposing the objects and dilemmas with an action That led you beyond meaning, siren call of distraction To the roots here in the quiet under the tree of life. The reality of plumbing pulls me back into the rooms I left. It…

  • Thought of the Day

    As only going the DISTANCE can tests the STRENGTH of Horses; only TIME can reveal the HEARTS of Men.

  • don’t ask

    don’t ask for change when my heart is empty I will give you only money

  • Storm

    I am feeling so cooped up right now. Not able to stretch, to speak, to cry. Things twist and curve and roll off my eyelids like the storm outside. I shudder when the ground does. I flash green when the sky does. There is mania in my eyes and a hole in my chest. Like…