Anthony Thomas Writing

Go cry yourself tired. If you want use my shoulder That’s why I am here.

I wrote this after observing a small gnat flying around my computer area

Your last kiss still lingers on my lips in an electrical craze of ectasy and desire.

Come here unto this bed And shed your clothes. Our naked skeletons Look so fragile in the wind.

It is where I sit that I meditate Upon the follies of my fellow man. I often ask of them “Why?” When they are ignorant Or just plain w..

A poem about loneliness.

In meadows of gold We played as children Naïve and innocent. Until one day the Thunderous storm clouds Came and raped our minds. Casting ou..

I have been over this 122 times. This simply will not do. You all could have held my hand Through fires and floods. But you all chose not to. You..

All the pretty girls Are in black and white. The ugly ones flock To my side in full color.

My dreams are always so vivid and they always tease me about what I desire.

Compartment 114
Compartment 114

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