Anthony Thomas : Writing

Alex Told Me All About the Beauty of Beethoven

Alex Told Me All About the Beauty of Beethoven

A Poem by Anthony Thomas


Men in velvet plum suits And chicken feather hats Tell me in Cleopatra voices That “Beethoven” is the Master My only problem is that ..
The Adventures of Gnomey The Gnome: The Tale of the Lost Identity

The Adventures of Gnomey The Gnome: The Tale of th..

A Story by Anthony Thomas


Someone confuses Gnomey, a gnome, for a badger. How can something like that happen?
Soundtrack

Soundtrack

A Poem by Anthony Thomas


I sit in my room naked On my slanted computer chair Stained with the causalities of my Failed romantic conquests. I put a song on and I let the el..
They Don't Wait For The Slow

They Don\'t Wait For The Slow

A Poem by Anthony Thomas


It was sundown and I drove towards the black clouds On the southern horizon. I kept remembering what my grandmother told me last night. “And ..
I Think That I Am In The Bathroom Where Mickey Mouse Died

I Think That I Am In The Bathroom Where Mickey Mou..

A Poem by Anthony Thomas


I think that I am in the bathroom where Mickey Mouse died And there is a man in the stall next to me shouting, “My face is a fist!” Brow..
Dancing Alone

Dancing Alone

A Poem by Anthony Thomas


Sometimes when I am all alone And certain that nobody is watching me I dance around my room to the soft piano Ballad playing in my dreams.
I Can't Stand Looking At Myself Naked In The Mirror

I Can\'t Stand Looking At Myself Naked In The Mirr..

A Poem by Anthony Thomas


I can't dance. I just have no rhythm at all. My c**k is not fat enough to choke your mouth. It is skinny. How do you feel about that? I'm watching ..
She, Behind the Curtain

She, Behind the Curtain

A Poem by Anthony Thomas


She stood in the bathtub And drew the curtain to a close. "I have something to tell you," she said, "But you can't see my face when ..
Raining Again

Raining Again

A Poem by Anthony Thomas


It’s raining again I want to dance there unclothed Let it sting my flesh
Fallen

Fallen

A Poem by Anthony Thomas


Bleeding and crying The soldier dies forgotten His unborn all alone