Welcome to Pen Prime

We write different; and sometimes indifferent, depending on the ambiance or indigestion. Our writings are a constant battle between keeping things as they are or reaching a status quo ante. We like to mix things up, and, if things are put in a writing blender and the electrical switch is flipped; then, our writings take the shape of a very rude misshaped turnip. Our comedies are tragic and tragedies turn out to be comedic. Almost all our writings have a brilliant learning factor such as the story we wrote about a savant who dresses up as a clown to make people better at nuclear astrology. The story was a smash hit at NASA but CRAP (Clown Rights Act Patrons) boycotted and protested the event.

Everything we do, every iota of an action that is performed by our physical body, matters. Our characters reflect that, our characters are alive, we give them life with our words. This also makes all our writings very subversive. Our writers are angry reactionaries who adore change in all authoritative circles. It is well known and agreed among all psychologists and convenience store clerks of all stripes that everybody has, deep down, some primitive murderous rage from their childhood. A repressed desire to slap a cop or snatch a purse from an old snaggle tooth crone sitting at a park bench, chewing tobacco. We harness this deluge of rage in a paper cup, spring a leak in it and let it empty on a flat paper, forming a soggy damp paper which is very hard to write upon, but we manage it still. Have a little read of our romantic tragedies, transparent mysteries, and paradisaical horrors then let us know your thoughts.

Point Five

The gates of heaven were only point five miles away
Cool breeze cooling my heels on the gold brick road
I’ve come a long way
I’ve carried a heavy load
Will anyone tell me now
How much do my deeds weigh

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Jade Hearts – Jaded Parts

Illusions are made of this
Memories resembling bliss
Happiness reaching from a stretched out Kiss

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Is It

love is bitter, love is cold
from fans of fire to embers gold
hug of bear and hug of hair
evaporate on beds of air

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Boat

When a mad duck

Runs amok

Commits a disaster and has to hide

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Roundabout

How to be at one alone and
Click out over endless zones
Fanning out
Round about;

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Parents

seek not to revel in despair
when greeted by mother’s bad natured glowering stare
perhaps you trod upon her heart
when you threatened secretly from her to part

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Fashion

As greed needed yet another hypnotic flavour
So rub in your parents’ sweat and then savour
The new you

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