A pendulum inside Mark Oppenneer September 12, 2013 poems 0 Comments There is a pendulum inside of me. Some days it swings toward me disappearing and some toward me devouring. Today I start another climb toward the pendulum’s root where I might release the weight and the notion that the pendulum must swing at all. TwitterFacebookLinkedInMoreTumblrPrint Tagged addiction, eating Post navigation Previous Previous post: The BridgeNext Next post: Careless Leave a Reply Cancel replyYour email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *Comment Name * Email * Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email.